End of March

What is it they say about March?  If it comes in like a lion, it goes out like a lamb.  It certainly has here.  This is what early March looked like for us.  Snow and wind.  Today the snow is gone on all but the peaks of the mountains, the sun shines and it is almost 50 degrees.
What is it about Spring that calls for change?  That urge to clean, to plant, to re-arrange.  It isnt truly energy, at least not in my case, but maybe an ancient memory that urges us to prepare while the weather is good.  Its time to pack away the winter clothes, to pull out lighter ones.  To move furniture, deep clean.  In the past, much of this was due to the way we heated.  Coal and wood fire, those created dust, so when spring arrived, you deep-cleaned the rooms.  Possibly it helped to move furniture to encourage the breezes in the house, now that the cold weather was past.  The house that I grew up in  originally had an  out-kitchen.  This was a building, just out the back door of the house, used in warmer months to cook so as not to have all the heat in the house.  Some knew it as a summer kitchen.  Very utilitarian, but it served the purpose.  My grandfather tore it down and modernised the kitchen in the house.   We dont do this today, although maybe grilling serves the same purpose.  I can remember my mother did less baking and roasting in the summer as the oven created so much heat.
On the farm, spring means new life and planting.  Maybe planning a garden or flower bed.  Im doing a bit  of that.  The ground on the property here is dry and sandy.  I will be digging in  the ground and adding manure to make it richer.  Thanks to the mules and llamas we have natural fertilizer.  Here we dont plant water-needy plants, and the elevation  will make a difference, so I am researching to decide what I want to plant.
I know that I am grateful to see winter over.  It was a long cold one, and I was shut-in due to sickness for most of it.  Now, it we can just get some rain, it will be perfect!
Happy Spring!!