Springtime in Texas

Spring, Slowly

It’s finally starting to feel like spring in Austin. You can leave the house in a jacket and by noon you’re ready for a tank top and flip flops. The afternoons stretch a little longer now, light hanging around past six. Bluebonnets start to pepper the Texas highway. Everything out moving at its own speed.

I’ve been thinking a lot about pace lately. I remember being in third grade and having what felt like only a few minutes to eat lunch. Square cheese pizza, fruit cup, chocolate milk. There was a race to finish your food before the bell rang. I carried that pace into adulthood. Drive-thru lunches, hurried snacking while on a call. For most my life I find myself finishing a meal without ever really enjoying it.

The first weeks of March have been intentionally different. I’ve been cooking more vegetables at home for lunch, sitting down to eat, picking up a book instead of scrolling. Part of that new lunch time rhythm is a quick NA cocktail. What I’m sipping lately is an Avro Fuji Apple margarita riff. Avro Fuji Apple, Cut Above Mezcal, and a squeeze of lime. It gently energizes me without the typical jitters and crash.

It’s interesting what happens when you slow things down just a little. Food tastes better, work feels more manageable. Maybe the fastest way to create consistent change is to slow down

Outside my window, the world around me changes slowly. The trees take their time to dress themselves in bright green leaves. Wildflowers show up when enough warm mornings invite them to bloom.

If you’re trying something new this season, (putting down the drink, picking up weights, going back to school) give yourself a pace you can actually maintain. Don’t rush. You aren’t behind, because we are all meant to blossom in our own time. Remember to give other people that same grace.

Cheers to spring, and cheers to you.