Spring Blew In

Yes, Spring blew in this year, providing snow, cold rain, beautiful flowers, blooming trees and bugs. There is nothing as refreshing as the sound of rain doing what it does best, making pittery-pattery music. Or listening to a bird sing just out of sight reminding me of joy and happiness.

Somehow Spring also inundates one with activities without number. It is like the activities hibernate and then break forth in dizzying array of business. The sad part about Spring is that it doesn’t last very long before the days become too warm, and soon shorten into freezing icy days.

After contemplating the other day about retirement, golden years and all, I realized a truism that astounded me. In retirement how can one go on a vacation when one is in the perpetual state of vacation? We never did go on a vacation unless it was to go see family, so I don’t really miss vacations. It would be great to anticipate a vacation.

The vacation my parents took many years ago makes more sense to me than ever before. We had a week’s vacation. We took day trips — fishing, picnic trip, swimming and whatever Mom and Dad could come up with. Nightfall always found us at home doing chores, but remembering the day’s vacation – at home. Now I see the wisdom. I really don’t want to leave home. All that preparation to leave, when the best part of vacation is returning home to rest up.

Thanks, Mom and Dad!

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