The last fling of winter is over … The earth, the soil itself, has a dreaming quality about it. It is warm now to the touch; it has come alive; it hides secrets that in a moment, in a little while, it will tell. – Donald Culross Peattie
The air is like a butterfly
With frail blue wings.
The happy earth looks at the sky
– Joyce Kilmer
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
March is a tomboy with tousled hair, a mischievous smile, mud on her shoes and a laugh in her voice.
– Hal Borland
Need I say more? My heart is singing and full of longing in our March awakening…Alhamdulillah, rejoice! ❤