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My FAVORITE Day of the Year - March 1st

Ah, when I was young. I loved each of the four seasons. I loved Spring because of the beautiful, long days, the breezes, the freshness of the Spring air.

I enjoyed Summer, because I didn't have to wear a jacket or a sweater and I could wear short sleeves and short pants. I rode my bike everywhere, which we could safely do in that day and age.

My favorite season was Autumn because of the beautiful trees and streams of water. The subdued, almost philosophical air. And the night sky.

Why, I even enjoyed Winter. The cold didn't bother me and I was not the one who had to shovel the snow! Who could ask for more?

THAT was THEN. THIS is NOW.

I hate the Winter. The days are very short. It's cold. The ground is hard. The snow falls on the sidewalks and driveways. Shame on that stuff! Not to mention the awful electric bill!

The only good thing about Winter is when it's over. And tomorrow is HOORAY! March 1st, my favorite day of the year. Yes, my personal favorite. No, the weather usually isn't too Spring-like. The days aren't overly long. The flowers are barely beginning to think of emerging. And it may snow. As a result, there may be power outages.

So why do I especially like March 1st? Because quite often it IS nice weather, and best of all, it is the very beginning of a long stretch of at least somewhat decent weather, running as it does non-stop up until late October. November? Eh... I can take it or leave it. But I'd rather leave it, because on soon comes a quarter of a year of sheer misery, the cold season.

But enough of that... HOORAY MARCH 1st!


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MegL wrote on March 1, 2019, 6:41 AM

And in Wales (UK), it is Saint David's day, the Patron Saint of Wales. Schools usually get a half day holiday. In school, we used to have an Eisteddfod every other year, which was a festival of poetry, song, writing, crafts and all sorts of competitions you could enter. I still remember the feeling when my story won a prize in one of the competitions and it also got published in the school magazine. Mind you, I also remember entering the French poetry competition (reciting, not creating) and standing on stage and totally forgetting the words!

VinceSummers wrote on March 1, 2019, 7:56 AM

So it sounds like a passel of kids would not hate this day! I once wrote the world's most dreadful poem on Rome. I hated it. I laugh at it now. I recall once, at a religious meeting, a young girl had a part on the stage (it was her first) and she just cried. Actually I was not there (I am glad), as I did not join for a little bit yet, but I knew the girl and felt so sorry for her...

MegL wrote on March 1, 2019, 8:38 AM

Sometimes it is worse being in the audience when something goes wrong, than it is being the performer! You had good empathy for her.

lookatdesktop wrote on March 5, 2019, 12:05 PM

It would be nice if by now, March 5th, 2019, the temperature in Dallas was above 31 degrees already. It still seems like winter to me, although the grass is now green and the irises are about to bloom. Dallas Blooms is happening right now. Here is a nice link for you to look at.
https://www.dallasarboretum.org/events-activities/dallas-blooms/

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VinceSummers wrote on March 5, 2019, 2:55 PM

Nice. Although I'm not a big fan of red with green. I belong to a FB site where this woman paints many pictures. Most of them red and green. I don't comment on them. Plus, they're not what I look for in paintings. Or they're not what I would look for if I was going to buy paintings.

Last Edited: March 5, 2019, 6:44 PM

lookatdesktop wrote on March 5, 2019, 3:48 PM

I have a very nice oil painting of a field of poppies and a village in the background. We lucked out and bought that painting from a local thrift store and it is such a large painting there is little room to put it. I have a few taking up space in storage.