the winds of March are doing their thing, again.
A brand new month is upon us. March, which has 31 days, means there are 31 3:00 a.m.s. Anything may or will happen at that early hour of the morning. Its a wait and see, or beware of the unknown.
February, the shortest month of the year, is already at the mid way point. Before you know it, the month of March will be here, and February will just be a memory.
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 (1812-1870), Great Expectations
I read on boston.com the snow that is still on the ground with the exception of the real tall mounds of it, should be melted and gone between March 25 and April 3. Then dear Agnes, it will all be just a memory.
The weather here in Massachusetts has gone haywire. At 9:00 am, the temp is 42F/6C, with a windchill of 35F/5C. It feels more like March 26, not near the end of the month of May. Crazy weather…