March arrived in bright sunshine this morning. I know better than to think that spring has really arrived, but we are seeing the first signs as the crocuses and daffodils appear and early-blossoming trees break into flower, a little more each day. They call today the start of meteorological spring, and that’s good enough for my winter-weary soul. Yes, the ground is pretty squishy underfoot, but my walking shoes are ready!
My walking dreams are stirring. I’ve put a lot of energy into involving myself with the Confraternity of St. James here in England this winter, volunteering and getting to know other people who – like me – hear the call of the pilgrim path. Today is the day to start my preparations for the path ahead.