Hey March, let's go out together in the next thirty days!
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.
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.
By March, the worst of the winter would be over. The snow would thaw, the rivers begin to run and the world would wake into itself again.
March is a tomboy with tousled hair, a mischievous smile, mud on her shoes and a laugh in her voice.
Our life is March weather, savage and serene in one hour.
March was an unpredictable month, when it was never clear what might happen. Warm days raised hopes until ice and grey skies shut over the town again.
Thank you, March... for reminding us how beautiful change can be!
March is a gentle reminder for not having done a single thing from your new year resolutions for two months and not doing any for the next ten.
Nobody is perfect, but people born in March almost get there.
A light exists in Spring
Not present in the year
at any other period
When March is scarcely here.
Not present in the year
at any other period
When March is scarcely here.
The stormy March has come at last,
With winds and clouds and changing skies;
I hear the rushing of the blast
That through the snowy valley flies.
With winds and clouds and changing skies;
I hear the rushing of the blast
That through the snowy valley flies.
This is the perfume of March: rain, loam, feathers, mint.
All the other months are just crude experiments, out of which the perfect March is made.
Anyone else got the feeling that February lasted exactly three days?
In March, nature awakens from its winter slumber. The first delicate buds sprout, while the scent of spring fills the air. The sun warms the soul and the days become longer. A month full of hope and new possibilities, reminding us that life is always changing. Welcome, March!
In March, nature awakens from its winter slumber and birds start chirping happily. But beware! March can be quite moody. It can spoil us with sunshine and blue skies, only to surprise us with rain and wind. But hey, at least we can look forward to spring and soon walk around without heavy jackets again!
March, a month of storms and budding hope. Nature awakens from its winter slumber as people eagerly await the blossoming of spring. But caution is advised, for like a twist of fate, March can be both friendly and merciless.
In the month of March, when winter's grip subsides,
Nature awakens, with hope it abides.
Blossoms bloom and birdsong fills the air,
As spring whispers secrets, so fair.
Gentle rains shower the thirsty earth,
Reviving life, giving it a rebirth.
March brings joy, with longer days,
A vibrant palette in nature's displays.
So let us embrace this season anew,
With gratitude for the beauty it imbues.
Nature awakens, with hope it abides.
Blossoms bloom and birdsong fills the air,
As spring whispers secrets, so fair.
Gentle rains shower the thirsty earth,
Reviving life, giving it a rebirth.
March brings joy, with longer days,
A vibrant palette in nature's displays.
So let us embrace this season anew,
With gratitude for the beauty it imbues.
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The world is full of magic. Small things become big. Winter turns to spring. One thing always changes into another.
Denahi in Brother Bear
6Nearly everybody gets twitterpated in the springtime. For example, you're walking along minding your own business, you're looking neither to the left, nor to the right, when all of the sudden, you run smack into a pretty face. You begin to get weak in the knees, your head's in a whirl! And then you feel light as feather, and before you know it you're walking on air! And then you know what? You're knocked for a loop! And you completely lose your head!
Friend Owl in Bambi
8I soared above the song birds
And never heard them sing
I lived my life in winter
And then you brought the spring
And never heard them sing
I lived my life in winter
And then you brought the spring
There is no winter without snow, no spring without sunshine, and no happiness without companions.
Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart.
Spring shows what God can do with a drab and dirty world.
Every winter contains a quivering spring and behind the curtain of every night there's a smilling morning.
Change is necessary, like the renewal of nature in spring.
Autumn arrives in early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day.
Some day when spring is here
We'll find our love anew
We'll find our love anew
The day the Lord created hope was probably the same day he created Spring.
For it is good to be children sometimes, and never better than at Christmas, when its mighty Founder was a child Himself.
I will honour Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year. I will live in the Past, the Present, and the Future.
I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be.
Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts. I was better after I had cried, than before.
Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable.
Summer is a promissory note signed in June, its long days spent and gone before you know it, and due to be repaid next January.
When you were born you were crying and everyone else was smiling. Live your life so at the end, you're the one wo is smiling and everyone else is crying.
It's a rare book that wins the battle against drooping eyelids.
Pale is the February sky,
And brief the mid-day's sunny hours;
The wind-swept forest seems to sigh
For the sweet time of leaves and flowers.
And brief the mid-day's sunny hours;
The wind-swept forest seems to sigh
For the sweet time of leaves and flowers.
William Cullen Bryant - The Twenty-Second of February
"I'm not short," Daisy muttered. "Short women are never mysterious, or elegant, or pursued by handsome men. And they're always treated like children. I refuse to be short."
Lisa Kleypas in Wallflowers - Secrets of a Summer Night
"Oh man, what a year it was!"
"Dude, it's the middle of February."
"Dude, it's the middle of February."
April is a gentle reminder for not having done a single thing from your new year resolution for three months and not doing any for the next nine.
May is a gentle reminder for not having done a single thing from your new year resolution for four months and not doing any for the next eight.
Spring
Months
Charles Dickens
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