March is on its way out. Which is OK with me. March is an unreliable month. On March 24, 2020, while walking with a friend, I slipped on a patch of ice and cut my lip. But on March 24, 2021, it was 74 degrees. No ice anywhere.
March does have its pluses. It gives us Daylight Savings Time with its hour more of daylight in the evening. We see crocuses peeping out, and the daffodils lining the banks of the Charles River show promise. We know that heavy winds and snow will happen in March in New England, but we also know that the snow will soon be gone.
I’ll take all the Marches I can get.