The vernal equinox has arrived.

Spring is when you feel like whistling even with a shoe full of slush.

— Doug Larson

Since I bemoaned the dark, it seems appropriate that I should celebrate the light. Twelve hours and four minutes of it, today. Not the longest day, but we’re getting there.

[Photo]

Vernal Equinox

Most striking is the contrast in shadow profiles between the solstice and the equinox. Happy Vernal Equinox.

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