The skies have been blue and sunny all this week. We've felt the sun's warmth, and basked in it, looking up and smiling. How can you feel joy, and alive...while death is literally stealing in, and snatching people, like some old horror flick.
Do you ever have thoughts like this? It's eerie, and unsettling. Death lurks. Death is sneaky. Sometimes death is a relief following a long illness, filled with pain.
This is not meant to be a morbid post, truly. Just thoughtful....
Something from the Farmer's Almanac, my old friend:
So many mists in March we see,(One has to wonder about this last one. If this is true, then we're all in serious trouble in our small town USA. We've all enjoyed the sunshine way too much this week!)
So many frosts in May will be.
A peck of March dust is worth a king’s ransom.
The March sun lets snow stand on a stone.
In March much snow,
To plants and trees much woe.
A windy March and a rainy April make a beautiful May.
A dry March, a wet April.
A wet March, a sad autumn.
Better to be bitten by a snake than to feel the sun in March.
Blessings and Hugs to all....be careful out there!