Let’s Get Vernal
Hello from lockdown, fellow quarantinos - I hope you’re well. I’ve been remiss about the Blatherins - my pencil broke… As we negotiate our Big Pause, I notice that no one told the goldfinches not to turn yellow, or the bloodroot not to bloom. And while this morning’s shut-in music included Tom Waits singing “You Can Never Hold Back Spring,” I also considered the schizophrenic nature of our seasonal pal. While discussing the recent snow, a friend called Spring a heartbreaker, saying “I prefer a season that knows what it’s about and owns it.” The next day - while performing a quarantine rummaging of old notebooks - I stumbled upon an ode to Spring I’d scrawled several years' back...