I find the psychology of what things stand firm in my mind from my time growing up as a kid puzzling some days. Back in early February I was particularly reminded of the classic Bugs Bunny episode when Elmer Fudd was out hunting. Bugs and Daffy Duck tried to point Elmer toward each other. Over and over Daffy would claim it was ‘wabbit season’, then Bugs would say ‘duck season’. As the pace of the argument grew, Bugs would shift sides. Daffy would follow suit yelling “Duck season! Fire!” Then Elmer would give Daffy a face full of buckshot. Daffy then looked at Bugs, and with his classic lisp would say, “You’re despicable!”
Why did this silly Saturday morning cartoon come to mind? In February we celebrated the birthday of our son, Matt. We also celebrated Groundhog’s Day when Punxsutawney Phil decided spring was just around the corner. After Phil made his annual prediction another season showed up… TAX season! I sort of see this season much like Daffy sees duck season. I spent much of an entire Saturday filling out forms online, digging out the pertinent documents, and sifting through a full year’s worth of receipts. All that effort left me with about half-a-trash-bag-full of paper that required shredding. The shredding effort took several weeks here and there.
Aside from tax season, February is the time of year when it’s still too cold to get much enjoyment outside without snow to play in. I was quite ready to get going on yard work, jogging on the ground instead of the treadmill, getting back into a boat of some kind, and riding on bike paths. Don’t get me wrong. Winter is a good reading season, but I’d much rather read next to a fire in our fire pit in the yard than be sitting on the couch inside. I also ride my motorcycle to DC once a week because of an evening class I’m taking. I have the right gear to stay warm as I ride, but it’s just extra work to put it all on before leaving, then taking it all off when arriving that makes the experience less enticing.
I do have some saving graces in late winter. As I mentioned it was Matt’s birthday in Feb. It was also the birthday of our twins, Jake and Emily. Our son-in-law Ryan is also a birthday boy this month. I’m likely missing someone else. I haven’t gotten them all on my calendar. In addition, I’m in charge of the stake Aaronic Priesthood (young men age 11-18) encampment this summer, so worked with others as we planned (and continue to) for a week-long fun time in June for about 200 people. It’s got me thinking about (and buying gear for) summer activities. My faithful old .22 rifle is laying on the floor next to me in our home office, even as I am typing this. I got it out recently to check out its condition for use in June.
One Sunday in mid-February I noticed a few of the earliest forest wildflowers beginning to poke out of the ground, and there were small green buds forming on the lilac bushes on either side of our driveway. Although it was chilly outside, the sun was bright, and the sky was blue after a week of mostly gray and rain.
Although my nature in late winter is to be a little gloomy, I decided to actively push myself to look for the positives. Even if spring had not yet sprung, the warm months were just around the corner. As much as I don’t like tax season, I do look forward to the tax return that eventually came our way in just a few weeks after the pain was over.
I suppose a little pain, some negativity, in life is required to make the sweet that much better. Just as Adam and Eve gained understanding through transgression and expulsion from Eden, we all need to recognize and appreciate our own Edens by feeling some distance from them at times.
Why did this silly Saturday morning cartoon come to mind? In February we celebrated the birthday of our son, Matt. We also celebrated Groundhog’s Day when Punxsutawney Phil decided spring was just around the corner. After Phil made his annual prediction another season showed up… TAX season! I sort of see this season much like Daffy sees duck season. I spent much of an entire Saturday filling out forms online, digging out the pertinent documents, and sifting through a full year’s worth of receipts. All that effort left me with about half-a-trash-bag-full of paper that required shredding. The shredding effort took several weeks here and there.
Aside from tax season, February is the time of year when it’s still too cold to get much enjoyment outside without snow to play in. I was quite ready to get going on yard work, jogging on the ground instead of the treadmill, getting back into a boat of some kind, and riding on bike paths. Don’t get me wrong. Winter is a good reading season, but I’d much rather read next to a fire in our fire pit in the yard than be sitting on the couch inside. I also ride my motorcycle to DC once a week because of an evening class I’m taking. I have the right gear to stay warm as I ride, but it’s just extra work to put it all on before leaving, then taking it all off when arriving that makes the experience less enticing.
I do have some saving graces in late winter. As I mentioned it was Matt’s birthday in Feb. It was also the birthday of our twins, Jake and Emily. Our son-in-law Ryan is also a birthday boy this month. I’m likely missing someone else. I haven’t gotten them all on my calendar. In addition, I’m in charge of the stake Aaronic Priesthood (young men age 11-18) encampment this summer, so worked with others as we planned (and continue to) for a week-long fun time in June for about 200 people. It’s got me thinking about (and buying gear for) summer activities. My faithful old .22 rifle is laying on the floor next to me in our home office, even as I am typing this. I got it out recently to check out its condition for use in June.
One Sunday in mid-February I noticed a few of the earliest forest wildflowers beginning to poke out of the ground, and there were small green buds forming on the lilac bushes on either side of our driveway. Although it was chilly outside, the sun was bright, and the sky was blue after a week of mostly gray and rain.
Although my nature in late winter is to be a little gloomy, I decided to actively push myself to look for the positives. Even if spring had not yet sprung, the warm months were just around the corner. As much as I don’t like tax season, I do look forward to the tax return that eventually came our way in just a few weeks after the pain was over.
I suppose a little pain, some negativity, in life is required to make the sweet that much better. Just as Adam and Eve gained understanding through transgression and expulsion from Eden, we all need to recognize and appreciate our own Edens by feeling some distance from them at times.
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