I hate the month of March. Not the beginning or the end, but the entire month that starts about the middle of February and continues on until the first of May. There is no April where I live. It\'s just March. And the wind blows - no, the wind HOWLS - the entire time. The dust flies around and my allergies kick into high gear so that my nose and eyes are running so bad I look like a rainbird. Either that or my sinuses slam shut and I can\'t really tell which is worse. I hate March.