They say March comes in like a lion and goes out like a lamb. I have to say that this time around I’m looking forward to the lamb. Or at least sticking to something—it’s been quite the yo-yo.
Viz: last week.
Monday and Tuesday was in the 70s; Wednesday we hit above
80°F in The People’s Republic. A couple of my neighbors had their AC on; I
opened my patio door and was grateful for ceiling fans in all the rooms I used.
Thursday started out with rain, which then morphed into
this:
Fortunately, it did not stick.
Monday of this week we were forecast a squall line that was
said to include the prospect of tornadoes. Mercifully, we dodged them, but had
a few bouts of exceptionally heavy rain.
Temperature was 63°F when I went on my morning walk, so I
was not at all surprised when yesterday it was 30°F. But not without it's charms.
There may be a hurricane today, followed by a blizzard and
a downpour of frogs and locusts. I mean—March, man.
©2026 Bas Bleu
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