Grumble, grumble, grumble.
There's more than a few inches of dirty snow on the ground. The entrance to the seawall path is blocked by drifts that aren't promising to melt anytime soon.
Kyiv is still in Ukraine hands but there's a 40 mile long Russian convoy making its way there.
Early tomorrow I'll meet the radiation oncologists to see if they can reduce what remains of the monster (which has pledged future growth) on my thoracic spine. Yes, of course I'm nervous!
At least February is finally over (shortest month my round ass!) but Spring, with its warmth, flowers and unblocked seawall walks, is still 20 days off.
Hmmmph!
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
By March, the worst of the winter would be over. The snow would thaw, the rivers begin to run and the world would wake into itself again.
~ Neil Gaiman
In March the soft rains continued, and each storm waited courteously until its predecessor sunk beneath the ground.
~ John Steinbeck
March is the month God created to show people who don’t drink what a hangover is like.
~ Garrison Keillor
Springtime is the land awakening. The March winds are the morning yawn.
~ Lewis Gizzard
Our life is March weather, savage and serene in one hour.
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
~ Beatriz Williams
We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that death will tremble to take us.
~ Charles Bukowski
A light exists in Spring
Not present in the year
at any other period
When March is scarcely here.
~ Emily Dickinson
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