Today is the first "Spring Forward" in a long time when I haven't felt slapped by the loss of sleep. For the last two nights, I've gone to bed relatively early and gotten up only when I was actually done sleeping -- rare enough and very enjoyable. Perhaps I've become a bit more used to making these one-hour changes since my recent practice of going to-and-fro between Eastern and Central time every couple of weeks. Just wait until the Phoenix trip next week when I'll be whipsawed twice between Eastern and Pacific zones -- that will remind me that I'm just not a kid anymore.

It was a beautiful day here today. The flowering trees have been out for over a week, some daffodils are even wilting and getting replaced by tulips. This is almost a full month earlier than I'm used to seeing Spring, and I relish it. This afternoon, I took a drive across the Mississippi River and up the Illinois shoreline. I meandered through some historical towns and spent a few moments indulging my imagination in front of a beautiful vacant lot for sale that overlooks the river with a steep slope and lots of trees, and which is going for a ridiculously cheap price, too. (Yes, God, I remember the 10th commandment; I wasn't really coveting, honest. Well, maybe sort of.) It was a beautiful and restful afternoon.

This evening I believe I'll go see The Passion again. It seems like a good way to start Holy Week. I'm so happy that I'll be finishing it in Ann Arbor with friends and family and where I know these important days will be well and thoroughly celebrated.

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