Podunk Meets Paradise

Musings from Central Idaho

Nobody Names Their Kid March

Saturday’s spring weather was a quintessential Podunk Meets Paradise kind of day. Short pants, lawn chairs, and horseshoes appeared, and we got our patio table ready for the first outdoor BBQ of the year.

Sunday we woke up to this:

There is a reason why kids get named April, May, June, and August. Recently, I’ve even heard of a few Januarys, an October or two, and there’s that band, The Decemberists.

But no one names their kid March, because honestly, everyone knows that March is a little bitch.

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