When I think of March, my mind has a tendency to reach for metaphors. The calm before the unleashing; the last deep breath of winter before spring begins to settle in. That anticipatory tension before a big moment you’ve been waiting for.

It’s a time of preparation, of beginnings, and looking towards the good parts coming up. 

In Saskatchewan, of course, March can sometimes represent just another month of winter. But even then, the glimpses tend to peek through. Early melting and slushy roads; the easing off of winter’s chill in the air. The oppressively short days of early winter are long behind us.