Dear March - Come in -
How glad I am -
I hoped for you before -
Put down your Hat -
You must have walked -
How out of Breath you are -
Dear March, how are you, and the Rest -
Did you leave Nature well -
Oh March, Come right upstairs with me -
I have so much to tell …
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)
When March climbs the stairs at Merry Mount, it will find a joyful welcoming crew. Although we have enjoyed the snows of Winter, we welcome the Lion and the Lamb. Being located in Central Ohio brings the blessing of four distinct seasons, but also often violent transitions between those seasons. March offers great variety. Each morning, as we plan for the daily trek to the barn, we prepare for either the blustery “roar” of the lion or the pleasant “baa” of the lamb (or goat). Although March is clothed in a cloak of grey, the pasture begins to show verdant signs, and the sharp ears of daffodils, irises, and tulips poke their way through winter’s mulch and spring thaw. From afar, the willow demonstrates itself with shades of chartreuse.
One can also on a clear chilly night look to the Heavens for the location of Leo or Aries.
With three weeks of Winter still before us, let's exclaim:
Lion, lion, go away!
Lamb-be born-Here to stay.
CPW
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