Happy MARCH 1st, Everyone!
In March
The sun falls warm: the southern winds awake:
The air seethes upwards with a steamy shiver:
Each dip of the road is now a crystal lake,
And every rut a little dancing river.
Through great soft clouds that sunder overhead
The deep sky breaks as pearly blue as summer:
Out of a cleft beside the river's bed
Flaps the black crow, the first demure newcomer.
The last seared drifts are eating fast away
With glassy tinkle into glittering laces:
Dogs lie asleep, and little children play
With tops and marbles in the sun-bare places;
And I that stroll with many a thoughtful pause
Almost forget that winter ever was.
Archibald Lampman
Not here, not yet. But soon! Soon!
Christine's Collection 
With February out of the way, things can only get better!
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I really hope so. this is my eleventh day of a sore throat and I’m so much looking forward to the end of that.
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