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March Forth

Today is the only date of the calendar year that is a command. March fourth. March forth. I’d never heard it until the guy who sits next to me at work made the announcement this afternoon.

I have one thought about this anomaly: we have come to that time of year when the coldness of winter has finally worn down just about everyone. Even I, lover of snow, am excited about the prospect of spring. And flowers. And waking up to the sun. And light dresses. And being outside. And all the other things warm weather brings. I haven’t checked, but someone told me the Farmer’s Almanac has predicted (dare it be true?) another mammoth snow storm sometime this month. Well, all I can say is that this time of year, with or without another blizzard, there’s only one thing to do and that is to March forth.

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