In Like a Lion...

This March did not start out too well when I heard lightning and freezing rain outside at 3 in the morning. I always get excited for March and am seemingly always dissapointed. When I think about March I think about emerging from the winter freeze but this thought is quite immature. I was quickly reminded of that during my bone chilling walk to the train this morning over the slushy leftovers of freezing rain. And since I have to get up in the wee hours of the morning, I make my walk in the dark. But as March roles on, my morning commute becomes brighter and brighter (only literally of course). That is until daylight savings. I get dissappointed when I wake up one morning and it is light when I get on the train and then the next when I board with only the frosty yellow glow of platform lights overhead. Despite the dissapointment, nothing beats the slow striping of clothes that occurs as spring progresses until I only have to wear a T-shirt and shorts outside and be warm ... a thought that seems almost impossible right now.