In our neck of the woods, March is the one month out of the year that you can witness signs of all four seasons in the course of four weeks.
This morning, Fearless Maria stood outside waiting for the school bus. The crowd at the bus stop was dressed in all of their winter gear. It was raining hard and thundering.
We still have several weeks left in the month. Maybe the tree in our neighbor's backyard will finally drop the last brown leaves off its branches. Still plenty of time for one large snowstorm and a 70 degree day.
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