Our March came in like a Lion. It roared and rumbled and growled just about every day as it slowly passed by.
I don't know who in the world first decided that if March came in like a Lion, it would go out like a Lamb.
They certainly don't live in my part of the world.
Portland officially had the wettest March in recorded history. The previous record was set in 1957. Our weather is slightly different up here in the foothills... most of that rain fell as snow, but I'm sure we broke some kind of record too.
Here's hoping the reason March was so wet was due to April showers coming early. I'm ready for my webbed toes to dry out.
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