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Earth Day is next week. How do YOU celebrate Earth Day?
I don’t mean how should you celebrate it, because you can celebrate it anyway you want (no normative framework around this) but I’m interested, because there seem to be infinite ways to celebrate a day all about the planet on which we live, and conversely, without which, we couldn’t live, at least not yet, and certainly not in the same manner.
I saw part of the film “The Martian” while my daughter was watching it on Netflix, and I have to say, Mars is not for me.
The verdant landscapes, trees with abundant leaves, and flowers in bloom this spring hold the potential to transform our spirits. In the midwest, we know this all too well, especially these last few years, in light of, dare I say it, global warming. I think I can dare. It’s pretty clear that it’s arrived, and now we’re in the rush to figure out what to do to prevent more drastic consequences of our collective actions over generations.
In Minnesota, we deal daily with temperature and climate pendulum swings. Is it spring, is it winter, is it spring, is it winter…? Mushy snow that melts nearly on contact with the pavement mid-April leaves us asking and waiting to change our closets and unveil our charming (let’s hope so) personalities to our neighbors.
We’re left with empirical knowledge and faith, knowing and believing that spring will come, as it always does. We can leap from freezing winter temps, wind chills that threaten to push down my heavy Volvo trunk on top of my head while reaching for my purse inside (yeah, that’s right it did just that, and it was as frightening and painful as you might imagine when it happened at Costco), and a slippery mess of a rain-snow mix to 70 degrees the next day.
It can also feel a little like “En attendant Godot”, waiting for Godot or Mother Nature to brighten our yards and our spirits. Come on Mother Nature, please hurry on over to Minnesota with your powerful feminine charms, we want to see our tulips and irises popping up! I’d even be immensely grateful for a hosta or two along the boulder wall and by the mailbox. I’ve been staring at colorful silk flowers in pots outside my front door all winter, because I can’t bear life without color. Still, I don’t for a sec believe they’re real, and I’m sooooo….ready for flowers that grow in the earth! → Read more