Who didn’t work hard to convince a teacher or two to hold class outside, or if the school structure allowed, open the windows to let in that fresh air back in the day? We assumed that the teacher had burned through this urge for space and freshness and newly growing things as he or she passed into adulthood. Now we know that assumption was wrong. Spring is quite distracting to all living things, and adults are far from immune despite our knowledge of responsibility and obligation.
The world around us is waking back up and turning a lovely pale green, why would I want to look at spreadsheets and answer customer calls? And that smell of spring – moist earth and plants waking up to sprout new shoots. Pish-posh to the afternoon meeting prep.
All of these modern buildings with the windows that give us a view, but don’t open to let our other senses share in the joy of spring, the balminess of the breezes, carrying the scent, and the warmth of the sun on upturned faces. Subject to conditioned and re-conditioned air that hasn’t been exposed to the elements, only man-made filters – I want to use my Wi-Fi sitting on the bench outside, under the tree whose buds are growing and will burst out with leaves soon.
Pah to fabric half walls and shades of beige coated drywall – we crave bark on craggy trees, grass reverting from dormancy and squishing underfoot, birds chirping and building nests. Who can think of dollar-cost averaging when its spring?
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