The onset of March always reminds me of this quote from Charles' Dickens Great Expectations : “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.” March has these intermittent bursts of warm sunshine mingled with chilling rain, and a persistent cold in the breeze can still pierce you. It is early Spring. The best days of Spring aren't here yet, but they're close. The anticipation makes you want to burst, much like all the hyacinth shooting up out of the dirt. In my kids case, it makes them want to wear shorts and ditch their jackets when it's not yet "wear shorts and ditch your jacket" kind of weather. They cross their bare arms and shiver as we walk into a store, but an hour later they're rolling windows down in the car because they are too hot. This is March. What I'm Doing I'm waking up every morning, pulling open the blinds, seeing