Did this motherfucker just politely tell me to touch grass?

I've always done something like this, and it was odd to realize most people have no clue about nature's rhythms.

For me, it begins in Spring with the song of the robins, and slowly transitions into red-winged blackbirds singing their song in the wetlands. That eventually dies out somewhere during early summer and I get really depressed. After that all I have to look forward to is the call of the flicker in the late evenings.

I look forward to autumn because the weather gets real nice on the southern hemisphere.

I had one apartment where every summer a countless hoarde of swallows would take up residence :)

You need to look at the Japanese 52 seasons calendar.

Last night I stuck all the major meteor showers into my calendar. I’d gone outside and seen stars and remembered how l much I love to see stars and I rarely stargaze nowadays. I’m going to make more of an effort, especially for the seasonal meteors.

Climate change is messing it up, but it's still a good idea

Today I heard bird noises when I woke up. I hate spring, and somehow we don't even get birds that actually sing instead of voicing a monotone "cheep cheep cheep".

That sounds stressful to me. Like I don't have enough to worry about without wondering where the fuck the birds went, or remember to water the magnolias.

If you're interested in doing this did yourself I recommended looking at the Wheel of the Year

Totally. I think it's useful to have agriculturally based holidays for this purpose. Even if they're ultimately detached from their original purpose (i.e. I don't really need to know when the time to plant trees comes around), it's useful to have these celebrations with seasonally specific rituals to mark the passage of time.