March is a pretty month.
A fair month.
A blooming month.
March starts out grey but ends up golden, a full spectrum from bare branches to boughs dusted in pink and white.
March is the gateway to longer days.
Brighter evenings.
Warmer rays.
March breathes and her breath is sweet.
She roars and her wind is fresh.
She beams and her sun is a ray of promise.
Ocean Bream 