Goodbye Winter

[poliphilo]

A pinch and a punch on the first of the month.

I know what Eliot says about April being the cruelest month, but I've never understood it; I'd be glad for it to be April now and the lilacs growing out of the dead land.

Does he mean that April fails to live up to its promise?

I guess one can't accuse February of that. February makes no promises. It is the coldest, bleakest, muddiest, dankest month. Thank God, it is also the shortest.

And now it's March. And here comes Flora, with one hand on her hat, pushing her way against a strong, cold wind, with daffodils clasped in the crook of her arm.

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[sorenr.livejournal.com]

An old, Danish song say that

April cannot be trusted;
Each day she wears a new dress...

-Somewhat prettier and, it seems, slightly fairer on poor April.

[geodesus-christ.livejournal.com]

Pshh, you wrote weeks ago about how the crocuses were out where you are. We don't get those for at least another month!!! :(

[jenny_evergreen]

I love that last image. :) Around here, we've been shaking our heads at the overeager daffodils and crocuses for a week, 'cause we knew it wasn't over yet. As I write, it is once again white outside my window. *sigh*

[idahoswede.livejournal.com]

Dreadfully sorry to inform you that since it was -12 at 7 a.m. this morning and Flora ventured out on this 1st of March improperly clad, she was found frozen to death with a bunch of limp daffs. Funeral will take place later this week, once the ground can be blasted to an appropriate depth.

[jackiejj.livejournal.com]

March 1, and here we had snow flurries that stopped before making anything pretty.

Now it's just cold, and the sun's out.

Bah.

(I like your image of Flora very much. Poor thing, she will always be cold, but she tries her best to bring spring.)

[halfmoon-mollie.livejournal.com]

Had Flora been around here this morning she would have gotten lost in the snow - or run over by a plow. I keep saying to myself that the more snow we get, the higher the level of our well will be at the cottage this summer. Sometimes that even works.

March. Turn over a leaf on the calendar. On one calendar is picture of four very young Beatles - three of them gathered around one microphone and Ringo off to one side with his drum kit. On another calendar are three beautiful kitties looking back - the one in the middle looking a great deal like Leona Elizabeth when I got her. (There isn't a kitten in this world that I could resist.)

February is the longest shortest month of the year...I too am glad to turn the page and note that even though it was snowing VERY hard this morning, the sky grew lighter earlier.

John Hartford said "August is a wicked month, a pleasure yet so sad..."

[jackiejj.livejournal.com]

I wonder: didn't you say you hadn't seen "Hope and Glory"--a 1987 English film starring Sarah Miles, David Hayman, Derrick O'Connor, Susan Wooldridge, Sebastian Rice-Edwards, and directed by John Boorman?

I'm watching it again this morning, and it's so witty and moving--about London during WW II.

I think you and Ailz would really like it.

I don't know if it's available on DVD--I hope so.

[ibid.livejournal.com]

If March comes in like a lion it goes out like a lamb - we are just getting the bad weather over and done with early!