Today marks the 43rd annual Earth Day — one of my favorite days.
Whoever chose April 22nd to celebrate the earth knew what they were doing. It’s as though today is the day Mother Nature finally throws off her hibernation, awakened by the persistent 4:30-a.m. peeping and chirping of the birds who live outside my window. She’s slow-moving — much like me before I’ve had my morning coffee — and sometimes she’s ill-tempered, as evidenced by our torrential rains and even snowstorms(!) forecast for this week. But when she’s given a moment’s peace, she quietly blooms, enticing you to soak up her warmth.
This year, I’m opting for quiet reflection about the environment and my family’s impact on it. Today, I’m going to enjoy the sunshine, listen to the birds, and clean up the yard. Even though I have a documented black thumb, I’m going to dream of planting flowers and veggies around our yard.
Because for me, this day is all about nature, possibilities, and hope. Happy Earth Day.