Mr. April

Mr. April. Trevor. Who happens to appeal to me very much.  :-)

And yes, he had signed the page. Lucky Mom.

 

But...Keep back 50 feet? Not a chance! :-D

Too bad it's not really April. This is what it looks like outside right now. The plow was out working at 3:30AM, but it was a futile effort.

My driveway is directly below the window. As is usual with winter storms that come up from the States, the wind blows from the east and my space collects the most the snow on the entire street. I'll be out there later, shovelling, and likely up to my knees or even above, once it all settles down.

I really, really, really despise winter. Hurry up, April!