Column: The April pilgrimage

MORNING SENTINEL • April 28, 2021

April 1: “Whan that Aprille with his shoures soote, the droght of March hath perced to the roote, and bathed every veyne in swich licour, of which engendred is the flour … thanne longen folk to goon on pilgrimages.” So sang Chaucer of spring in England, where I have seen crocuses in February. With today’s rain, the snow is almost completely gone from the yard for the first April 1st in years. The pilgrimage to summer starts early. Happily. Unsettlingly. ~ Dana Wilde