“April is the cruelest month…” T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land
Twelve days past Vernal Equinox 2018 and the sun is rising a little more north of due east. The Northern Hemisphere was insolated just a little more than it was yesterday, although standing out on a frozen lake at sunrise today you would want to be a little more insulated. The sun will rise and you will get that shot. Patience.
We thaw and refreeze, we thaw again. Hesitating to store the heavy coat because we know better. But Lake Michigan is fully active, reclaiming the beach. Spring is indeed here. Patience.
Winter aconite are not patient.
Imagine a mid-July day, warm, the Big Lake churning with sustained winds out of the west. It’s coming- it always does. Patience.