Status Updates From A Walk through the Year

April is promise; May is fulfillment. May is the time when everything seems happening, when life rises to a peak. May is the birdsong month. May is the time when we rebel most of all against routine, when we want the largest margins to our lives, when we desire to wander through the woods and over the fields completely free—as John Muir and Henry Thoreau were free of all entangling engagements.

“The weather may alter in the night. Snow may come again. But today the sun’s rays pour down from an unclouded sky. Warmth is winning over cold. The optimism of spring is in the air.”