The forecast is for a 70 degree high on Friday. Then, four inches of snow overnight Friday to Saturday. A high of 30 degrees on Sunday.
This is when Minnesotans start questioning the life choices that led them here.
Author: Patrick Rhone
What are grudges for if not for holding?
— My wife.
The craziest thing about the 8-10 inches of wet snow we got overnight is that the forecast says it’ll be in the 60s next week.
I’m officially “it’s not even 9pm and I’m already ready for bed” years old.
How to clean the bathroom – annie’s blog
No quoting. Just go and read it.
Now making Red Beans and Rice.
Yes, I know it’s not Monday.
sempervirens — forest for the trees
Here’s what I know. I will grow where I am. I will reach for the sun. I will lock my roots with others, deep underground. I will share what I have. I will receive help. I will be in community. I will be here.
Daniel Nesbit, one of my favorite writers, is back.
King cake in the oven. Rebirth Brass on the speakers. Must be Mardi Gras!
Also, presently knowing what it means to miss New Orleans.
March Forth
Today is one of my wife’s favorite days on the calendar, She likes it because March 4th is also a command, a call to action; March forth!
Two of my favorite writers recently wrote about thinking seasonally and using March as a starting point for the real action of the year.
The calendar year starts, and you make plans. You set goals. You even build routines that feel solid. But somehow, it still doesn’t feel like the year has fully started.
That’s because January is a test. February is a warm-up. March? That’s the real beginning.
January feels like the start of the year, but there’s always a hangover from the holidays. In the northern Hemisphere, February is dark and dreary and we’re mostly hunkering down waiting for the short month to end.
But March? Around the world, March can be a chance to get down to the work we committed to do.
I read both of these following a great session of home repair project planning for the coming Spring with my wife. All of this within 24 hours of each other. It felt like the universe was trying to tell me something…
So, I’m going to use this month to continue to, um, march forth on the goals I’ve set for the year.
Perfect.
