Personal Easter

Easter doesn't mean much for me beyond a couple of extra days off, I admit. Sometimes it's kind of sad, not having any sort of markers during the year, thing set aside from usual life. Just a couple of days when you don't work. Not that I'm complaining about those, but...

But it's a nice day today. The sun was out. I did some reading through my Random draft and attacked it with the red pen whilst sitting in a sunbeam, and okay, now I see why cats like it so much. Sitting in sunbeams, that is, not attacking things with a red pen. Unless maybe they're one of those polydactyls with an extra opposable digit, then you watch out.

I've just been out to do some writing for Camp, and when I got outside, it was the first day of the year in which I didn't have to wear a coat. Nevermind not wearing a coat, it's practically t-shirt weather out there right now! I took an extra long walk through the park, past the pond (there's a swan couple nesting right now!) and through the trees. And you know, maybe that's how I like to mark things. The first day of the year where you don't have to wear a coat. It means something, doesn't it?

I guess if you don't have traditions, you can always make your own.