It's only March 3. It's still winter. And yet all I hear is people complaining about it being cold.
Note sentence above: It's still winter!
And really, it's not THAT cold. Plus some warmer days are on the horizon.
What I fear is that false sense of security. When I flipped my calendar over to March, I saw something that, for some reason, I keep noting each year, just as I do people's birthdays -- in the hope that I'll remember to send cards.
This is a more ominous note, from March 13, 1993: BLIZZARD.
Yes, a blizzard in mid March.
We all know this is a crazy month, and I'm not going to complain about the cold or scraping ice off my windshield.
But I sure wouldn't mind if we didn't get anymore snow.
That huge pile near my house from having my driveway plowed this winter is ALMOST gone! No more additions, please.
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