A measure of time Easter is approaching as I write this, and Spring is emerging from Winter by fits and starts. By the clock, of course, and the calendar, certainly. But there are other, subtler, perhaps more natural and meaningful measures of the passage of time.
Holidays are one.
Yes, we still measure the passage of time as our far ancestors did, by the lengthening of days and greening of trees, by the ripening of fruit and fields. In it we'll let you know what the Botkins Historical Society is up to. Earlier this summer I was privileged to become the latest custodian of a rather interesting piece of local history. It is, in fact, just an old chair. An office chair, made of oak and iron, the way office chairs should be made.