good morning, march.
it feels like i've been waiting for you all year.
i'm truly fond of you as you know.
we have had so many good times together over the years.
you never forget my birthday, wedged perfectly into your middle.
"oh" they say, "the ides of march."
you've given me breaks and days off.
your reminders to mother nature don't go unnoticed,
your gentle nudging for the ground to unthaw, the sun to stay longer.
a renewed creative spirit that was tucked away through winter months.
with you, i've often set out onto the open road, windows cracked,
gulping in warmth flavoring the air.
drunk with aspiration, inspiration.
you are my favorite.
Summer Fields by Kristin Reyer
Gather Moss Earrings by Adorn Jewelry
Ford 8x12 print or 4x6 Woodblock by Misha Ashton
Two 5x5 Through the Viewfinder Photographic Print by Susannah Tucker
she traveled this road as a child. wide eyed and grinning she never tired.