Well, OK — not this year, at least not here in Missoula — though I see snow warnings for other parts of the state. Kris brought me a basket with sweet jelly beans, dark chocolate eggs, and a wind-up snowman she forgot to put in my Solstice stocking.
I realize it’s an oddity for someone pushing sixty, but I adore wind-up toys.
Whatever spiritual practice you do, or do not, ascribe to — all of us here in the northern hemisphere can celebrate spring and fertility today — eggs, rabbits, tulips — enjoy them all.
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