“Beware the Ides of March” ~ the infamous warning by the soothsayer to Julius Caesar. He of course ignored the warning, and we know how that went for him. Not well.
Hard to believe that we are midway through March and what a strange month it has been. Almost all of the snow that we’ve gotten this winter has been during March which has resulted in some wonderful mud. It is putting a wonderful end to the season of rain, freeze, thaw, mud — known other years as winter when the precipitation that fell from the sky was fluffy and white, when you didn’t need your ice skates to make your way across the yard and when mud boots did not replace snow boots. A little bitter, you might say? Yes, I am. Winter was a clear disappointment this year, my cross country skis remained in the shed instead of on my feet and walking anywhere was a challenge.
Now, we have mud like mad, which I find a little confusing since we didn’t have all that much snow to be melting off to be causing this mud. This week has been mild and mild is good because it means that maybe the mud will be going away soon.
March is an odd month. We go from pi (yesterday was 3-14 or Pi Day) to Julius Caesar and death to dancing leprechauns on St. Patrick’s Day. Combine that with the Lion and Lamb thing (March is in like a lion and out like a lamb or vice versa) and you have a month complete with food, death, animals and little green creatures. No wonder there’s mud this month — it’s a very confusing and conflicted month — murky, indeed.