Is is to be expected, given the temperature in the 40s, and the date post (post-equinox), Spring keeps right on going on, like Anne Sexton.
When I arrived I found that I had missed the first burn of the year. It makes me sad to have missed it— I want to be there one day, I want to see cleansing fire work.
They are clear about these things. No need to fear fire.
Seeing how much birds appreciate the free + clear nature of greens growing in ash, I believe.
Believing in fire is a liberation.
It makes the phoenix be the ashes.
It puts green where it needs to be.