Spring has sprung

Spring has sprung and the evidence is all around us, at least here in my corner of the universe. The leaves have returned to the trees and the birds began their chorus precisely 4.32 am this morning.
On the way to work I noticed that my fellow humans are also emerging from lock-down like butterflies from the confines of their chrysalises, bleary-eyed, perhaps grappling with the after affects of a glass too much from the carafe the previous evening and resigned to the demands of the workday ahead.
It got me thinking, spring is the season for rebirth and renewal, shouldn’t we take this opportunity to ask the question that we all too often avoid, namely, what is it that makes you happy?
​After all, life is one more day shorter than yesterday for all of us and that more precious as a result.