March is supposed to come in like a lion, but we’re 1/3 of the way into that month, and anytime the winter lion feels like leaving would be OK.
Not that I hate snow, nor have we really had too much of it this winter. It’s just that I’m in the mood to see the crocus bulbs in my gardens and yard do their thing, and the calendar says “any day now.”
We may have 3 inches of snow tonight. If we do, It probably will be heavy, wet, unpleasant snow—but it also won’t be very persistent. I’m hoping to bike to work on Tuesday, and I might, since sunshine and temperatures above freezing are forecast.
This morning was a bit drab and grey in Cedar Rapids, Iowa, with a cold fog relieved only by a chilly drizzle. Yesterday it rained pretty seriously, and Dry Creek, the usually tiny trickle of water that runs behind our fence, has swollen into a little river.
I’m not too worried about having to build an arc. Once the ground thaws, it will be able to soak up a lot of water because, under the frost, it’s pretty darn dry out there. And our lakes and larger rivers will be able to take in a lot of water—Dry Creek may be over bank full, but the raging waters of the mighty Cedar, were all that water eventually will go, aren’t too raging or mighty right now.
I received some new flower catalogs this week, and have some plants picked out. Will I get them? It’s hard to say, at this point, as this will be a fairly light gardening year, since we plan some summer travel.
But, it’s nice to think of flowers and spring and gardens, and we’ve just gone back to Daylight Savings Time, which means the not so snowy part of the year is underway.
March lamb? You hear? That’s your cue …