It’s 55 degrees Fahrenheit today, and tomorrow it’s supposed to be up in the 60s. I’m sitting outside (with Culture Shock writer Ceci Weddell) writing this post in just jeans and a short-sleeved shirt. As a Naturalistic Pantheist, spring is the most important season. The Earth comes to life in the spring, reawakening after its hibernation, and so do the Earth’s creatures, including us.
1. Getting dressed in the morning:
Choosing my outfit for the day is way easier and way more fun. Skirts and dresses are the best, and I don’t have to worry about layers. Winter calls for bulky coats, which are annoying to carry around once you’re inside. Have you ever noticed how, even when it’s freezing outside, it’s super hot in CAS? Then what am I supposed to do with my winter coat and two sweaters?
2. The Sun:
I don’t really like the beach, and I definitely don’t care about getting tan, but the Sun is so important. I no longer dread my ten-minute walks to and from class. I even want to take walks just to enjoy the weather. The Sun gives us Vitamin D, and I believe it has mental healing powers, which brings me to my next point…
3. Seasonal Affective Disorder:
Generally, people are affected by Seasonal Affective Disorder in the late fall and in the winter. The bleakness of the cold, grey seasons makes people feel depressed and lethargic. It’s too cold to go outside, so we hide ourselves away, sleeping too much and generally feeling like crap. The Sun wakes us up, just as it wakes the little critters up from their hibernation. Sometimes I think humans should adopt the practice of hibernation too.
4. The Earth is beautiful:
Sure, snow is pretty when it first falls. But it quickly becomes dirty, and then it’s in puddles of slush. That’s not pretty. As soon as I see the little baby sproutlings, I know that once again, things are the way they should be on Earth. Our trees will soon be leafy again, and we’ll have daffodils all over our campus. That is the true beauty of this planet.
5. The end of Hell:
And by Hell, I mean school. Finals are in sight, and then we’re free. (Well, I’m taking summer classes, so this doesn’t apply to me anymore. But usually, spring means the end of school.) And of course, summer is the next best season.
I recognize that there are downsides to spring. There are a lot more bugs. I’m unbelievably terrified of bees, and I will shriek and flee when I see one. I’m also kind of scared of butterflies. Also there are Frappuccinos. What could be bad about Frappuccinos, you ask? Sure, they’re delicious. But have you ever made one? Have you ever made probably about a hundred of them in a matter of hours? Probably not. It’s the worst. And every time you order a Frappuccino, I am cursing you in my head.
But generally, spring is clearly the best season, and I can’t help but feel like that’s a fact.