It’s spring!

Oh yes, it is.

My thoughts first turned to the southern hemisphere on Sunday morning when I talked about birthdays with the kids in my Sunday school class. One girl had a November birthday.

Here in Canada, November wins the grey and dreary prize. The weather is cold but without the redeeming value of snow in which to play. The days shorten. The two special days are All Souls’ Day and Remembrance Day, both of which involve death: not times to bring out the noisemakers and party horns.

But I told the birthday girl that in Australia November is the most popular month for weddings. Their November is our June. When I told her this, we both felt a little brighter.

Then I received an email newsletter from the Bolivian Children Foundation. (I witnessed the extraordinary work of this organization when I was in Bolivia, and I like to stay abreast of what they’re doing.) The newsletter began:

“What a great day we are celebrating today – first day of spring . . .”

Seeing the phrase “first day of spring” in September makes North Americans blink. In a country like Canada, where dramatic changes in light and temperature mark the changing seasons, it’s almost beyond our ability to comprehend September as spring.


It’s the first day of spring everyone. Oh yes, it is.

Doesn’t the thought make you feel a little brighter?

Spring tulips

Spring tulips


About Arlene Somerton Smith

Writer, laughing thinker, miner of inspirational insights, sports fan, and community volunteer

Posted on September 22, 2015, in Arlene Smith, Arlene Somerton Smith, Gratitude, Inspiration, Just for Fun, life and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. I have a September birthday and wouldn’t trade it for spring or anything else in the world. September is the most beautiful month of the year for many reasons. My eldest daughter, however, has a November birthday and as a young girl would have given anything for it be in spring.

  2. I didn’t know you had been to Bolivia. I would like to hear more about it. I spent 2 years in Brazil as a missionary and enjoyed their spring at thanksgiving time and even enjoyed summer for Christmas.

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