grounded in the ordinary

 Spring cleaning. Cleaning in anticipation of spring. 

In simpler days, it usually began with airing winter out of the house, and then washing and scrubbing everything with a vengeance.

I spent most of yesterday afternoon shredding paper. This is the age of too much information. 

Now I can get on with the airing, washing and scrubbing. In a few weeks, it will be spring on the calendar, and the weather might be so kind as to agree. 

I'm not thinking anything profound about the season.  I am content to enjoy it and become it.