The Ides of March.

March 15th is Dad's Birthday.

Remember Mom teasing him, because he was born on

 'The Ides of March'.

: )

She'd say... in her Spookiest Voice, 

"Yes... Beware of The Ides of March!!"

<3

; )

Dad.. would hang his head, then... nod, and agree...

that

Mom probably should've heeded that 'Warning'!!

Hahahahaha!!

: ) : ) : )

Those Two... 

<3 <3

; )

Grateful... every day, I was Blessed to have Them, for my Folks.

<3

They couldn't live together...

for very long,

but, 

they couldn't live apart, 

for very long...

either.

Those Two.

<3

Quite... a 'Love Story'.

: )

Mom... was 'Full Blooded Czech', Dad... claimed he was 

'Shanty Irish, and Slop Bucket Dutch'.

: )

<3

Both were a hundred percent accurate.

Mom, was 100% Czech.

Dad... was Most Certainly 'Irish', and... a little Dutch.

; )

{Dad... also, had a little 'French' in his history...

 that, sadly, he'd never acknowledge, or speak about.

In my opinion...

after learning so much, over the years...

concerning Dad's 'French' connection, his long time ago...

decision 

was,

'rightfully so'.}

Love The Month of March.

<3

It's Crazy.

Old Man 'Winter', is Fighting 'New Life'..

 'Spring'.

{in Iowa}

He sends...

Big Winds...

Blizzards, Rain... Tropical Weather, then...

Freezing, again... and again.

then,

'Spring', eventually wins the battle, around the first of April.

; )

'Spring' sends 

'Warmth', and Old Man 'Winter', well...

he's had his run, and... is done.

; )

The month of March... to me, in Iowa...

represents 

'Life'.

a constant....

 Roller Coaster... 

ride.

; )

Love to Ya...

Prayers for All.

Barb C.