Spring arrives in a few hours- at 12:15 pm on March 20, 2018. With apologies to Tennyson, “ Hope smiles on the threshold of the season to come. “ So this Robin is up, with both shoes on, looking for her “worms”.
The picking is easy when you’re an early bird. You’re fresher and more focused. There are fewer distractions and less competition. The agenda is more yours to set than if you dawdle and let others direct the course of your day. When you give yourself time, you’re not playing catch-up all day. You’re not stuck in a rut. You’re not thrown for a loop when someone needs your help.
Minutes matter. Time is an equal opportunity bestower. Are you a squanderer or a good steward? Time can’t be stockpiled. Once it’s gone, it’s gone. Two little minutes were all that separated the first robin of spring from the fifty-first.
You’d be amazed by how much you can do in two minutes if you practice getting things done. Fill the bird feeder. Make your bed. Send the reply you’ve been meaning to send for days (or weeks). Become a doer rather than a ditherer.
“It is never to late to begin a new ending.” Anon Find your worms!
Note: This was written in the waning hours of winter, but by the time it comes to you, it may be the second day of spring. How and when it reaches you is something inexplicable and not worth even a minute of worry.