Punxsutawney Phil saw his shadow yesterday, predicting six more weeks of winter. (It’s about 80° today where I am. But I don’t hold that against Phil; it’s currently 31° in Punxsutawney.)
When I was young, Groundhog Day was my favorite holiday. (It’s also the subject of one of my favorite movies.) Why? Because it’s a pure holiday; it’s not really about anything. It has no instrumental value; its worth is entirely intrinsic. It’s celebration solely for the sake of celebration. Junius Henri Browne wrote:
The crown of all virtue is to do good for the sake of good.
Just so, the crown of all holidays is to celebrate for the sake of celebration.