In one of those delightful mixtures of words, yesterday was the DAY of the equal NIGHT: the equinox. Now those of us in the northern hemisphere are into spring and those long nights will become long days. Here in Scotland, that means really long nights becoming really long days. Nature is celebrating in the garden out my study window. Two doves wander the lawn while dozens of smaller birds gather under the willows bulging with gray buds. Several rabbits race around while another stays put for hours in one spot. The local pheasant wanders in to the garden while horses canter past the pond in the field beyond the fence. And I remember a haiku I wrote a few days ago: 

Spring-loaded rabbit 
leaps high above three other 
white-tailed runabouts