The one on the left is my wife's. It's been through two cases and four straps. The one in the middle is the first one I had, which had its brain replaced, and then it had its original case replaced, so it's 0% original, which is too bad 'cuz it had a double-digit serial number. The one on the right is the one I bought when I made the mistake of sending the one in the middle off to my dad to fix the case. It took me four years to crack it loose. My wife suggested I point out that Imbolc was only celebrated as the first day of spring by the Celts. Everyone else waits for the equinox. I, myself am fond of cross-quarters. We got married on Beltane for a few different reasons: 1) An anniversary that moves around appeals to me. 2) It often lines up with Cinco De Mayo. 3) The year we married the numbers added up. It was pretty dope. Supposedly we even had a coven of witnesses but that was more accidental than anything.
She's right, of course. I'm surrounded by too many wannabe nouveau-Celts. The Celts also have a different concept of when a 'day' actually starts, if I recall correctly; the day ends and the next day begins at dusk, rather than at sunrise, or at midnight. So says Caeser: The Gauls claim all to be descended from Father Dis [a god of death, darkness and the underworld], declaring that this is the tradition preserved by the Druids. For this reason they measure periods of time not by days but by nights; and in celebrating birthdays, the first of the month, and new year’s day, they go on the principle that the day begins at night.