Hello so, things are beginning to bloom. Small buds on trees. The neighbour’s daffodils. White blossom on blossom branches. Sun lingering in the garden, asking for lemonade. Coats shrugged off, then quickly pulled back on when the biting wind peers in.
I want to ramp up my writing this month.
The next challenge is actually a twist. It’s a poetry challenge on Instagram, run by a one Savannah Brown. She calls it Escapril and it has been going on for a few years. I may do poetry, but I am much better at prose and enjoy it more, so it might be that I stick to prose. But it’s essentially a list of prompts for every day in April, and it looks like a fun challenge!
Last thing to say, it’s March, folks.
March March March!
Oh glorious March.
I was born in March.
My husband was born in March.
The first blossoms appear in March. The sun feels warmer in March, for the first time in months.
Happiness seems around the corner in March.
It’s my favourite month of the year, for many reasons.
So here is a small ode to March.