Adventures in Tshirts and Setting Your Spirit Free

The ground in Toronto still squishes from yesterdays rain. The warm spring breeze hovers around that place where the adventureous bring out shorts. The Sun is alive and warm, breathing life into the long dead ground.

Cars speed over asphault, stop and go. Planes roll overhead, hanging in winter's leftover white sky. People come and go; the rhythm of the city.

Every year there is a day when the grip of winter breaks. Today is that day in Toronto. The Sun feels beautiful on your bare arms, warming them like a crackling fire.

Nature rolls on in its rhythms of grace; spring, summer, winter, fall. The cycle never ends, despite wars and corruption. Every season has its time under the Sun, then just like that, it slips away.

The first day in a Tshirt sets your spirit free. The moment your soul has been waiting for all season long is finally here. The crush of winter breaks. It's Springtime.