Spring is in the air even though it has been raining too much like November in Vancouver. I love the greenery of the Grouse Mountain that I can see from my windows. The air is fresh, the flowers are in bloom, and new ideas are streaming through my brain.
What is it specifically about Spring that I love? I know that the reappearance of greenery and color in the dry and withered landscape is the big attraction, but for those of us living in evergreen Vancouver, what are we supposed to celebrate? I think, for me, it has to be the promise of new beginnings and that's what's on my mind these days.
I remember vividly, growing up in Calcutta, when global warming hadn't reared it's ugly head as much, and we could experience the joys of each season (now it's just summer and winter!), Spring came with the festival of Colors or Holi and the Gul Mohar tree bursting out in a glory of red and yellow outside of our window! The Flame of the Forest made the trees look like they were on fire with soft red petals of the flower in full bloom.
With Spring in the air and creativity reigning high on my mind, I think this is the perfect time to start walking a new path with new inspirations and a fresh outlook.