There is a Hare Krishna temple near us. Like about half a mile away from our house. Once a year, they hold a Festival of Colors. This festival represents the passing of winter into spring. Colored powder is thrown to signify the joy and colors of the arrival of spring.
Last Saturday was the Festival. Some of our kids went to it. Some of my student employees went to it. My husband played chauffer as he drove these groups to the Festival and then picked them up when they were ready to leave. (I stayed home and played with our grandson, Spencer.)
It was a beautiful spring day. A great day to celebrate the coming of spring. However, I think the celebration was a wee bit too early. The day after the Festival it snowed 3 inches! Then the day after that, it snowed 2 inches. I think that colored powder is about all the spring color that we’ll have for a while.
