Presque Isle, Naturally: Welcome to Presque Isle, Naturally

Presque Isle, Naturally: Welcome to Presque Isle, Naturally

Vernal Equinox

March 20, 2009 Balance reigns today All things in Nature Even- Day And night Perfected- Set.

Balance Reigns today Within My mind And body Calm And stable- Equal To what comes. . Sandra Peasley Bush

THIS IS THE DAY

This is the day…the day that always comes when we need it most. It’s the day when cool turns to warm, and wind turns to breeze, and something nameless in us, something intuitive, knows that winter is finally over. Yes, we may get some more cold weather. Yes, there may yet be another snow, but something has happened to begin the unfoldment of a new season, a season of light and life. By the hour, the sun beckons us to strip off another layer of jackets and sweaters. We put on our sunglasses and roll down our car windows. Strangers and friends alike look at one another, smile a knowing smile, and share the unspoken thought, “Yes, it’s really true….Spring is here!” Evidence is everywhere. Down in the hollow behind our home, peepers began to sing, today. At noon, it was only a faint little song sung by the newly born. By evening, the song had grown to a vesper chorus. For this brief time of courting , pairs of wild geese break away from their flock to fly as sweethearts. Yesterday morning, I heard a persistent honking and expected to see them appear overhead. To my surprise, one silent goose, followed by her honking suitor, came flying, not overhead, but through the woodland trees, only a few feet off the ground. Oblivious to the human standing transfixed at the sight of their zany chase, they made their way toward the pond, then boomeranged back, still near ground level, in my direction. I darted quickly out of their path to avoid a collision that would have sent feathers flying. Pear trees and multiflora rose, only a week ago, lifeless and dull, now wear pearls of green buds on their branches and boughs. Everywhere, seen and unseen, on this day, change is taking place. A transformation is coming. Everywhere, the Natural World whispers to us, “ Wake up! Be aware! Be alive!”

Blessings, Sandra

MARCH: GETTING READY FOR CHANGE

March is the month of expectations. Emily Dickenson March has come with a windy broom in hand and serious work to do. It is she who must prepare the way for Spring, and she will go about the task with determination.

She’ll sweep up and wash away the gloomy, winter grime and shake out useless dead branches from the trees. She’ll warm the buds and coax up from the soil, the green arms of bright crocus and butter yellow daffodils. The human spirit will lift and fall at her will. One day, she may cause us to happily throw off our winter coats and tilt our heads toward the heavens, as she bathes us in sunshine. The next, she may set us shivering under a sudden blanket of wet snow. We accept the unpredictable nature of March's days, knowing that she will always bring us boughs of soft pussy willows and bright forsythia to appease our winter weary senses. We love spunky, no nonsense March, not because she is beautiful or charming, but because she breaks the hold of winter and leads us confidently toward the joys of coming Spring. Peace, Sandra