Saturday’s wind swirled through our neighborhood rattling gates, shaking windows and snapping flags. In the afternoon a few chilly drops of rain sprinkled the sidewalks, but by early evening brilliant sunshine warmed the house and I opened windows to let in the fresh spring air. That’s the way March is in the Inland Northwest. Sometimes winter makes a last gasp and snow blankets my brave crocuses. But every so often it’s actually warm enough to wear sandals and roll the car windows down. In March my emotions are often as changeable as the weather. That’s because the month brings a mixture of happy things to celebrate and sad things to remember. My mom’s birthday is the 21st, our wedding anniversary is the 22nd, my dad’s birthday is the 25th and he passed away on March 29, 1995/Cindy Hval, SR Front Porch. More here.

Do certain months have especially happy or sad memories for you?