like a lion

I recall a March three years ago that came in like a lamb and left like a lion. March 2020 started calm and quiet, at least in my little corner of the universe, with big vacation plans and a mild winter and slowly ramping up for a season of marathon training.

By the time March 2020 ended it was definitely growling and snarling and ready to slash at anyone who came close, an angry lion if there ever was one.

This March first I woke up to fresh snow and a clear determination to accomplish some lofty goals before the month is over. This March, my March at least, is coming in like a lion.

How’s yours shaping up?