In Michigan the vernal equinox rarely looks like spring.
But this day—this day
was a deep sigh of relaxation and pleasure.
It was so warm and sunny that I felt as if there could be only lovely times ahead.
Calendars and the astronomers tell us that spring will begin tomorrow: the earth tilted half-way between the farthest north direct sunlight comes to earth and the farthest south. In the northern hemisphere our latitudes will begin to become warmer and brighter for months to come.
Any indication of spring is meant to be savored.
The first crocuses, the goldfinches changing from brown to yellow, the disappearance of junkos, male birds—cardinals, woodpeckers, wrens—singing for and chasing females, squirrels with saggy fat breasts, the crows no longer gathering as a commune each afternoon in the trees on our street,
the first day going out without a jacket and trying to remember how to carry keys and money without the extra pockets, the dog-walkers, bicyclists, runners enjoying the weather, convertibles with tops down, cars with windows open blaring music, puddles of snow melt, even the trash revealed along the edges of roads, and the angle and color of light lifting spirits are all to be enjoyed
I’ll refer you to this truly amazing site about about crocuses, (and other flowers).