March has arrived

“It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.” Charles Dickens, Great Expectations


I always await March’s arrival with such anxious expectation, as though flipping the calendar to March 1 will suddenly release the flood gates of spring — warm sun, longer days, greening grass and spring bulbs breaking through the still frozen soil.

Of course this really doesn’t happen up here in North Country.  Even with the changing climate and the milder winters, we rarely come through March, or even April, unscathed by snow, below freezing temperatures, and freezing rain.  But I remain ever hopeful and still feel kindly towards March – even if it is fickle and stingy with its spring-like days.  It’s at least reassuring to know that, even if the snow still flies, it won’t stay on the ground for long.  An hour or two of the warm March sun will melt it away as though it never arrived.

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