Each evening I realize how happy I am when there is light in the sky just a few minute longer.

A Light exists in Spring
Not present on the Year
At any other period –
When March is scarcely here
A Color stands aboard
On Solitary Fields
That Science cannot overtake
But Human Nature feels.
It waits upon the Lawn,
It shows the furthest Tree
Upon the furthest Slope you know
It almost speaks to you.
Then as Horizons step
Or Noons report away
Without the Formula of sound
It passes and we stay –
A quality of loss
Affecting our Content
As Trade had suddenly encroached
Upon a Sacrament.

Emily Dickinson

The beauty of spring sunlight is nearly upon us. Rest easy as March approaches, the days grow longer, the temperatures warmer, and winter isolation begins to draw to a close.

Sarah McEvoy, CPE Intern