So I'm sitting on my deck, typing, under starlight, in this freakishly warm weather (see previous post- summer in March). I hear cracklings in the garden, I see moths in the darkness; a mosquito just landed. It occurs to me that last week the ground was covered with snow and ice. And now... look, listen, feel. Life is emerging, unfurling, jumping out at us. There is an explosion of life. Beetles, flying things, flowers, mice, songbirds.... spring bursts out of the ground energized by the heat, light, and warmth of the Sun.