There is a certain inevitability that happens around this time every year. Melancholy sets-in with a deep sense of finality in the passage of time. Although our optimistic subconscious reminds us of another winter season approaching in the distant horizon, it is difficult to confront the reality of that long, agonizing wait. So make the best of it. Rather than sidle around moping -- ditch the ski pants, pack on the sunscreen, and get out there for one last jaunt and enjoy Mother Nature's greatest gifts before it is too late. If winter lasted longer, we would take it for granted and not appreciate it so much. Some people actually enjoy the in-between seasons.
Wednesday, March 25, 2015
Spring Into It
There is a certain inevitability that happens around this time every year. Melancholy sets-in with a deep sense of finality in the passage of time. Although our optimistic subconscious reminds us of another winter season approaching in the distant horizon, it is difficult to confront the reality of that long, agonizing wait. So make the best of it. Rather than sidle around moping -- ditch the ski pants, pack on the sunscreen, and get out there for one last jaunt and enjoy Mother Nature's greatest gifts before it is too late. If winter lasted longer, we would take it for granted and not appreciate it so much. Some people actually enjoy the in-between seasons.
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