March comes in like a lamb...

[shewhomust]

... and goes out like a penguin. That's what they say, isn't it?

Oh, it isn't? Nonetheless, that's what it's doing. Yesterday we has little flurries of dnow all day, dancing past the window but not reaching the ground; today we woke to a thin carpet of snow gleaming (and melting) in the sunshine; and now there is more falling, grey and serious.

Tiddly-pom.