21 April 2011

once in a lifetime

as i was talking to my grandma rankin last night on her 80th birthday, she brought up the fact that my wedding anniversary is on easter sunday and mentioned how rare that is. i found an online easter calendar and discovered just how rare it really is, especially being so late in the month of april.

according to the western calendar...
  • the last time easter sunday was on april 24 was in 1859. 
  • the next time easter sunday will fall on the 24th is in 2095! that will be our 85th anniversary. i'm not planning on living til i'm 107, but hey, it could happen! 
even if i go by the orthodox calendar, the last time this happened was in 1949 (with the next few easters being on 2022, 2033, and 2044, which is actually kinda cool.)

so, since lately i've been on a "this day in history" vibe and i don't have any email accounts that were open in 1859, i thought i'd pull from henry david thoreau's journal, because why not?

Ap. 24th 1859
There is a season for everything, and we do not notice a given phenomenon except at that season, if, indeed, it can be called the same phenomenon at any other season. There is a time to watch the ripples on Ripple Lake, to look for arrowheads, to study the rocks and lichens, a time to walk on sandy deserts; and the observer of nature must improve these seasons as much as the farmer his. So boys fly kites and play ball or hawkie at particular times all over the State. A wise man will know what game to play to-day, and play it. We must not be governed by rigid rules, as by the almanac, but let the season rule us. The moods and thoughts of man are revolving just as steadily and incessantly as nature’s. Nothing must be postponed. Take time by the forelock. Now or never! You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment. Fools stand on their island opportunities and look toward another land. There is no other land; there is no other life but this, or the like of this. Where the good husbandman is, there is the good soil. Take any other course, and life will be a succession of regrets. Let us see vessels sailing prosperously before the wind, and not simply stranded barks. There is no world for the penitent and regretful.
so there you have it. speaking of the 1800s, tomorrow i cross the plains, if ya know what i mean. here's hoping i dont end up with cholera!

2 comments:

Veronica said...

From this we have learned that you should have an anniversary Easter egg hunt, and that we should start referring to April as Ap. (pronounced 'ape').

Ronna said...

I think this is just fascinating stuff, and I hope you enjoy your Easter anniversary today! Steven's birthday can be on Easter too, but the first time since he was born that will happen is when he turns 47, and then again at 58, 69, and 80. Easter is so random.

21 April 2011

once in a lifetime

as i was talking to my grandma rankin last night on her 80th birthday, she brought up the fact that my wedding anniversary is on easter sunday and mentioned how rare that is. i found an online easter calendar and discovered just how rare it really is, especially being so late in the month of april.

according to the western calendar...
  • the last time easter sunday was on april 24 was in 1859. 
  • the next time easter sunday will fall on the 24th is in 2095! that will be our 85th anniversary. i'm not planning on living til i'm 107, but hey, it could happen! 
even if i go by the orthodox calendar, the last time this happened was in 1949 (with the next few easters being on 2022, 2033, and 2044, which is actually kinda cool.)

so, since lately i've been on a "this day in history" vibe and i don't have any email accounts that were open in 1859, i thought i'd pull from henry david thoreau's journal, because why not?

Ap. 24th 1859
There is a season for everything, and we do not notice a given phenomenon except at that season, if, indeed, it can be called the same phenomenon at any other season. There is a time to watch the ripples on Ripple Lake, to look for arrowheads, to study the rocks and lichens, a time to walk on sandy deserts; and the observer of nature must improve these seasons as much as the farmer his. So boys fly kites and play ball or hawkie at particular times all over the State. A wise man will know what game to play to-day, and play it. We must not be governed by rigid rules, as by the almanac, but let the season rule us. The moods and thoughts of man are revolving just as steadily and incessantly as nature’s. Nothing must be postponed. Take time by the forelock. Now or never! You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment. Fools stand on their island opportunities and look toward another land. There is no other land; there is no other life but this, or the like of this. Where the good husbandman is, there is the good soil. Take any other course, and life will be a succession of regrets. Let us see vessels sailing prosperously before the wind, and not simply stranded barks. There is no world for the penitent and regretful.
so there you have it. speaking of the 1800s, tomorrow i cross the plains, if ya know what i mean. here's hoping i dont end up with cholera!

2 comments:

Veronica said...

From this we have learned that you should have an anniversary Easter egg hunt, and that we should start referring to April as Ap. (pronounced 'ape').

Ronna said...

I think this is just fascinating stuff, and I hope you enjoy your Easter anniversary today! Steven's birthday can be on Easter too, but the first time since he was born that will happen is when he turns 47, and then again at 58, 69, and 80. Easter is so random.