In the landscaping industry, we drive around a lot. From the shop to jobs, the office, to pick up materials, to dump loads of debris, to check potentially new jobs. It’s a pretty constant thing. While driving around, I like to wave at people. Random people. People walking, sitting outside their homes, construction workers and even the occasional person in another vehicle.

January is over. One-twelfth of the year has already gone by. I don’t know about you, but for me time seems to be flying right now.

This time of year most people already have or are about to take down their Christmas trees. Which is never as fun or as magical as putting it up. It’s tedious, potentially difficult, frustrating and can be bittersweet. The excitement of the winter season tends to fade and we’re left with a few months before things get warm again.

Today is March 20, 2015. Spring equinox. The official start of spring this year.

Spring has always been my favorite season. I may enjoy summer more, from a practical stand point. I thoroughly admire all the colors of autumn. Even winter can be nice at times, drinking egg nog by the fire, watching snow flakes gently fall. However, spring remains my favorite.

It’s Monday, after the NFC Championship Game. I want to write about the Packers. The mistakes. The shoulda-coulda-woulda’s. The knot I still faintly feel in my stomach. The shattered hopes and the disappointment. I want to write all about that, but I’m not going to.

Time. Not the magazine, nor the way we measure it, but the actual intangible “thing” that we all have.

We all are given a gift of time. Some more than others, and some with perceivable more freedom with it than others. Fair or not, it is an unarguable reality, that we all are given this gift of time.