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We've all heard the saying every year at this time -- March comes in like
a lion and goes out like a lamb. (Sometimes people add a corollary, that
if March comes in like a lamb, it will go out like a lion.)
I was Googling the "March Lion Lamb" combination and came upon
this poem by Lorie Hill. I have no idea who she is or what else she may
have written, but Google brings up five Web sites that quote her poem.
(Well, now that will be six...) |
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In Like A Lion, Out Like A Lamb
March roars in like a lion so fierce,
the wind so cold, it seems to pierce.
The month rolls on and Spring draws near,
and March goes out like a lamb so dear.
Author: Lorie Hill |
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The weather was somewhat leonine overnight... snow over much of New England,
but it changed to rain here along the coast, resulting in not only zero
accumulation of new snow, but washing away most of what had remained from
our snow of a few days ago. Lawns are now mostly bare except where snow
had been piled up from shoveling and plowing.
The rain had stopped by mid-morning and (despite a weather forecast of
a chance of light rain on and off through the afternoon and early evening)
the day has been alternating between gloomy darkness and cloudy but bright.
The photograph (which I brightened up a little bit) was taken during one
of the darker periods. Right now it looks as if the sun is fighting to
burn through the clouds, but I'd bet that we will have more periods of
gloom and darkness before the clouds finally clear away.
Tomorrow, however, is supposed to be bright and sunny. That will be a good thing. Jill
and I are going down to Mystic (Connecticut) for a run -- the Kelley's Pace March Hare Hop Three-Miler --
and we should have decent conditions: clear skies, bright sun, 38 °F
(around 3°C), with 16 mph NW winds. |
 Looking down our street |
I try to run this race every year, although I have skipped one or two. The first time Jill and I ran it was in 1997. It was snowing during the race. Two weeks later I ran a 5K in Australia in ninety-two degree weather (33 °C). Now that was a bit mind-boggling. I never do well in this run -- I'm
always out-of-shape and overweight and haven't been running -- but it does
serve as a sign that winter is ending and spring is coming, a reminder
that I really need to start running on a regular basis, that various spring
and summer races will be here almost before I know it and I had better
get into shape.
We have eight weeks to get into shape for the James Joyce Ramble. That's
a 10K (almost six and a quarter miles) and neither of us is at all in shape
to run that (except that she will be a couple of weeks short of 26 and
I'll be two days short of 65).
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