April, not in Paris.

Yesterday I got a slight sunburn while brushing the moulting horses. I considered putting out some patio chairs. This morning the car looked like this:

The snow was very wet and the roads slippery, this car had spun out and was stuck over a ditch.

Later in the day conditions were no better, this is a highway (all that junk at the side of the road is the gubbins required to work windmills), the car is a way off the road.

The occupant was surprisingly jolly, she'd called for help so I left her there.

Our cabin in the woods looked rather nice, in a Decemberish kind of way.

Inshallah, it'll be warm later in the week. Then there'll be floods.