The winter seems over for now. The Geese have been returning for a week or so. A pair of swans were seen over the farm. And while out at the campfire (unusual itself, for March) we heard the bizarre “rattle” of the Sandhill crane. Perhaps the Robins I saw in the apple trees have been here for a bit, but I only saw them yesterday. Since the snow has melted from the road ditches, the hawks, eagles, and vultures are out en masse. The sunset is made more vibrant by clouds. This is how life goes. Beauty returns in yet another form, and the clouds actually teach more and give more than clear blue sky ever can.
We did not celebrate National Pi day (3.1415) by eating pie, but rather by calculating the circumference of the fire pit outside while roasting bratwurst on sticks. This date seems very memorable, and it is, happening only once this century. However I will state that I personally only really use 3.14 anyway. And truly, next year is almost better since it is more accurate if you round to the nearest hundred thousandths. 3.14159… does actually round to 3.1416, which is a year from now. So if you failed to celebrate Pi day this year, there is always another and perhaps more accurate year coming. It just isn’t usually warm enough for comfortable campfires around here on that date.
Have a beautiful March. As always,