Tiffany Painter

For many people, it’s Easter weekend. For those who gave up something for Lent, you’ve just about made it to the finish line. I don’t participate in Lent, but I do respect everyone who can commit to that. Don’t worry, this is not going to be a religious post and I’m not trying to indoctrinate anyone to my way of thinking. The last time I tried that I was a teacher. And my students still couldn’t remember to put their names on their papers. I clearly lack the ability to force someone to give up their beliefs for mine. This post is about my favorite thing: Spring. Since Easter falls in the spring and has some similarities to this time of year, it gets mentioned. Easter has to do with rebirth, and if you look outside you can see rebirth everywhere. When I don’t have to put on all my heavy layers for my morning walk, I feel like a new person. When the sun is still shining when I’m making dinner, I’m practically singing with joy. (Don’t worry, I would never actually sing and I am still struggling with my voice). Even better, nobody can complain about it being too hot or there are too many bugs. It’s that perfect time of year full of hope and promise but not humidity and misery. So whatever your religious beliefs are, go out and enjoy your own personal spring rebirth.

3/24

eye watching me pass?
path to underground world?
just trash can igloo

3/25

skiers rejoicing
as are book-loving spouses
peace and harmony 

3/26

art imitates life
snow slid right off the picture
life imitates art

3/28

snowy river bank
season coming to an end
great melt off begins

3/30

following the dark
sun pierces through the heavens
birth of a new day