Wishing for:

Awake, thou wintry earth -
Fling off thy sadness!
Fair vernal flowers, laugh forth
Your ancient gladness!
~Thomas Blackburn, "An Easter Hymn"

Where man sees but withered leaves,
God sees sweet flowers growing.
~Albert Laighton

The year's at the spring
And day's at the morn;
Morning's at seven;
The hillside's dew-pearled;
The lark's on the wing;
The snail's on the thorn;
God's in His heaven -
All's right with the world!
~Robert Browning

It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade. ~Charles Dickens

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Waking to bird song, honks being heard high overhead from the returning geese, and passing by fields of them resting when we are off driving, these are the things March is made up of. The first robin was spotted a few weeks back, bellies so fattened up their heads seemed an afterthought. We have since had several more sightings, my camera included.