March Mess

It's that messy time of year again.  There's as much mud as there is snow.  The floor of the garage is full of sand.  The door mats at every entry to our home are caked with salt.  The cars need washing badly, but they manage to get dirty again as soon as they're washed.  We're in those strange weeks in March when winter is giving way to spring and everything has a dirty cast to it.  Just when I get a big dose of spring fever because the sky has that spring look to it, we face another snow storm.  It's as if King Winter is hanging on with his fingertips, not wanting to quite let go to Lady Spring and her fresh breezes, refreshing rains, and warmer temperatures.  I'm starting to get impatient and restless, but the restlessness is probably a good thing.  It'll make the renewal and rebirth of spring just that more precious when it does finally arrive.