We had one a Spring yesterday. It’s not uncommon and in as much as I hate to see that white stuff return, things like these happen this time of year in this part of the 100 acre wood. We used to love them when I was a kid and the Mom’s and Dad’s and the older neighbors would just groan when a Spring snow would happen. We kids loved them because because it extended our sledding and snowball fights. The older people would concede that it was great because it brought some much needed water for the gardens but they still groaned none the less.
It took me a while but I think I figured out why they groaned so much. And I think the reason is because we start to hunger for a colour when it’s been absent from our lives. I learned this is the desert. I loved it there with its heat and evening sunsets or oranges, red, yellows and pinks. But after a while I began to hunger to see the colour green. I got tired of seeing tans and browns and the absence of other colours. I wanted to see something growing again and I started to hunger for green.
So I don’t think it’s much different back here in the world and I’m hungering for Spring and tired of white and grey. I want to see blue skies and green grass and flowers blooming and trees in i full leaf. So I been catching myself groaning as one year drags into another and the winters seem to drag on and on. This won’t last long. a couple warm days or a couple days of rain and we’re back to where we were last week. I’m ready for Spring. I hunger for green once again.