Long before we understood the cause for our seasons, man was surely enamored with spring. After all, he was dependent upon natural ecosystems for his daily survival; the return of the sun, the opening of rivers, the greening of the landscape, the arrival of waterfowl and the explosion of game populations must have given him hope and comfort.
Today, sustained by a global economy, modern transportation and well-stocked groceries, man welcomes spring for reasons less vital to his body than to his mind. We may know the science of spring and anticipate its arrival but, until we see, feel and smell its presence, there is impatience, doubt and a hint of fear in our souls. Subconsciously, we remember our tropical home and retain the knowledge that darkness and cold threaten our survival.
Spring is more than a time of birth, regrowth and renewal. It is our season of hope.
