It’s March’s last day and she’s still hard at work using her spray hose to try to wash away the last vestiges of snow in the fields and woods. You have to feel sorry for March. Her short life is not easy.
She has to kick a whining and resistant old winter out of the house and give birth to spring, always a difficult child. She has to save us more sunlight, but provide the gray rain necessary to melt the snow and rouse the flowering plants. She has to get the season’s warmth going, but never seems to be able to keep the place comfortable for long. Good bye March; nice try as always!
Above you see an image taken down near Great Cove that seems to illustrate March’s multitasking with the past and future. (Image taken in Brooklin, Maine, on March 25, 2025.)