It seems to be this way every year — one morning I wake up and it’s suddenly spring. Trees are blooming, flowers are poking their sleepy heads out of the ground, and birds are chirping excitedly at all hours of the day. It’s impressive, the way nature just bursts into bloom so brilliantly every year, surprising me every time. No matter how many times I experience it, spring is always a welcome relief to the cold drudgery weather we have just had. Everything seems once again alive, moving, relieved as I am for the sunshine and the cleansing of the June ..
As I was walking this morning it occurred to me that, as much as I think I’m enjoying the springtime, I haven’t really been taking advantage of it the way I should be. I haven’t been embracing the moment. Before I know it, it will be the way-too-hot summer and I’ll be complaining about the ungodly heat so I know it’s in my best interest to enjoy these pleasantly warm, flower-bursting days while I can. At this very moment I am enjoy the park with beautiful flowers.
I’m missing something. I’m not enjoying the beautiful spring days the way I should and, though I’ve been vaguely aware of that fact for the past few weeks, Im not out enjoying it. Here’s what I’m going to do to start. stopping and smell the flowers.