march is the cruelest month
Posted in personal on Mar 13th, 2009
This is exactly how I feel about March. March is a flirt, a coquette. She gives us 50-degree days in which we shed our coats and fill our lungs with spring and sunshine. The next day she throws a snowstorm at us, followed by a string of crackling-ice frosted-windshield days. March is ugly; the receding [...]