Finally, the bulk of Winter is over and the Glorious Month has arrived.
March is the month of my favorite holiday, the arrival of my dearest season and the birth of my fabulous daughter. I’ve already got a bottle of Bushmills in progress, and the Lucky Shamrock candle is making the house smell like fresh grass.
It may still be white and bare out of doors, but green sweaters and musings on three year birthday cakes are taking over.
So ready.