March comes in this year like a rabbit/lamb, and the day begins as a very still and balmy 22 degrees.
But waiting until after sunrise,

No, it was the other way around; the fever brought the lions. One of my colleagues gave me this lion picture he had taken. He went on safari in Africa and came back with a recurrent fever. I gave him a picture of his blood cells, nicely labeled. He returned the favor with a picture of lions.

And now March is here. In like a rabbit/lamb/dog/lion/Plasmodium. Too much coffee.
Thunderstorms...
ReplyDeleteWhen March blows its horn,
your barn will be filled with hay and corn.