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March - hopefully no more snow... this freezing weather has gone on longer than any of us remember! But the days are becoming longer and the buds are starting to swell on the hydrangeas, the daffodils are ready to open and the tiny rose buds of sedum are peeking through the brown leaves... SPRING is almost here! |
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Each leaf,
Those first bright crocus are so precious March is a month of considerable frustration - it is so near spring and yet across a great deal of the country the weather is still so violent and changeable that outdoor activity in our yards seems light years away. |
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.
Lincoln Rose getting ready... Forsythia blooms come and go in the blink of a yellow Eye, |
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The first day of spring was once the time for taking the young virgins into the fields, there in dalliance to set an example in fertility for nature to follow. Now we just set the clocks an hour ahead and change the oil in the crankcase."
E.B. White, "Hot Weather," One Man's Meat, 1944 |
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