Cold Mornings, Warm Days

There are two times of year I hate more than anything. Spring and Fall. It is both because allergens are in the air and the weather can’t make up its mind. Back when I was still working in the field I used to amass a collection of coats in the back of my car. I would start the day out dressed for weather in the 30s or 40s and then before lunch time it would be in the 60s and no jacket was required.

What really made the pattern stick was when I would forget to bring my jacket inside at the end of the day. That is when things would start piling up because the next day I would retrieve my jacket or anything like that. I would simply get another jacket, and guess what happenned then?

This is also when the real fun began. Eventually the Spring season would end and it would be Summer, and that mean no need for a jacket at all. I would forget about the pile of jackets in the back of my car and just keep driving around until the Summer ended and it would be Fall. Guess what happened on the first cold day of Fall. I wouldn’t have a jacket.

Now it was time to get the jackets out of the car, but because Fall is the mirror of Spring eventually every jacket I brought inside would end up back in the car until the days grew cold enough that the jacket lasted the entire day, but even in Winter I was driving around with a collection of jackets in the back of my car.

It is a simple and strange thing the slow transition of weather. Light and the positioning of our planet in the solar system create these predictable rhythms in our lives. It is humbling and startling to think about. We live lives inflating our own purpose to greater meaning. When we are nothing more than specs of dust floating through space on a spec of dust.

The relational nature of the universe reduces us, the Earth, and our solar system to the size of near nothingness. There is a magnitude of space outside our atmosphere and yet we believe there is some importance in the rhythms of the seasons and changing weather patterns on our tiny spec of dust we call a planet.

Either way it is 35 degrees outside right now with a high of 65. There is very likely to be a jacket left in a car at some point today, and hopefully I bring it inside afterwards.

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