This is one of the reasons I practice atheopaganism. It’s psychologically helpful for me to be tuned to the natural, annual cycle. It gives a rhythm to life that’s separate from the more artificial, civil-labor thing. It also inspires gratitude for some of the little complexities of nature I wouldn’t otherwise notice.

You need the Japanese 52 seasons calendar. You can subscribe to it in your phone and get a notification when the season changes.

I like tracking constellations and Mars as they move through the sky throughout the year. I’ve gotten really good at knowing where exactly to look for specific constellations at different times of year. I know it isn’t impressive, but I really like the fact that I can always find the stars I adore.

I also love going out and looking at any celestial events I hear about. I woke up at 3 AM once and stood outside in 20F weather to watch an eclipse. So worth it.

My aunt gave me my great grandfather’s stargazing binoculars last year and they’re so nice. My great grandfather worked for NASA and was one of the most intelligent people I’ve known. He died before I was old enough to really appreciate his brilliance and accomplishments, but I strive to learn about him. Owning and using his binoculars makes me feel closer to him in a way. He and my aunt are the people that got me super into space and stuff. My biggest dream is to go to space, but I won’t ever go unless cheap and safe space tourism that allows people with chronic illness somehow becomes a thing in my lifetime.

For me it’s my annual fishing trip. It’s never exactly at the same time, but we always do it. Sometimes it’s only 2 of my closest friends from high school, but us 3 never miss it

This is the kind of thing I think about to get the useful bits out of the “touch grass” meme.

Unfortunately I’m not very good at it and time isn’t real until the stores put out the commercialized holiday crap: It’s only really summer when the 4th of July kitsch is put out on the shelves. It sucks and I want to be better about it.

For me it’s the first good bit of right crunchy cronch of snow underboot. We only had it for maybe a week so far this winter, but it was still nice to take it in while it lasted.

Then there’s the crish crush crunch of autumn leaves which are just the right crunchiness to crack like a crispy chip.

Sounds romantic. But why do you think it’s important?

First day you get to drive with your windows down in the spring.

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You might like Australian Indigenous seasonal calendars.

https://www.csiro.au/en/research/indigenous-science/indigenous-knowledge/calendars

http://www.bom.gov.au/iwk/index.shtml

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In my location its the dry season where butterflys are common and tussock plants grow taller.

I notice when Bradford pear trees bloom.

In the spring the hummingbirds come out again 🙂