Well, you know what April can be like...

A couple of days ago, husband and I took our lovely daughter back to University where she is wrapping things up this month. A side trip (in the same city) was arranged to purchase some tires, and since it was a bit after supper time, we asked our daughter if there was a place she would recommend to get some supper. She picked a GREAT place!

Now, you have to keep in mind, that I live in a very rural area of Ontario, an area where generations of families stay put and things don't change that much. We are not in a diverse, or multi-cultural area. There is no Star Bucks, or Costco, or pretty much any other big name, big box, big money anything. So when we get out of the sticks we like to try something different. Daughter recommended an Indian buffet. All of us like Indian food, so we bellied up to the 'bar' so to speak and filled our plates (won't mention how many times hubby went back to fill his plate!). It was just SO GOOD! Tender, flavourful, fresh, aromatic... (can you tell we don't get out much?)  Yup, I took a picture of my food.

It might not look too thrilling, but it was very yummy. I didn't even get the Naan in the picture. That was fresh and wonderful, too.

I have recently mentioned that we had been experiencing a rather mild spell and I was very thankful about that. Well, two days ago that all changed. First came the winds, and then the rain, and then on the way home it became snow the closer we got to where we live. Here is an unsuccessful picture out the windshield of our moving vehicle.

By the time we got home, there was accumulation.

 Here's the back end of husband's car which was parked in our car port. Oh, but wait, the weather continued through the night and into the next day. By the afternoon, a portion of highway was closed due to poor visibility, blowing snow, the whole kit 'n caboodle. My relatively short drive home from work yesterday included two white-outs where I threw on my four-way flashers and hoped for the best. Here was the world this morning:

Two days prior to this, I was looking at grass (not green grass yet, but still grass, and tiny bits of tulip tops emerging, and robins bob bob bobbing along). April is a finicky month, at least here in Ontario. There is more snow in the forecast. There is never any point in washing up your hats and mits and storing away your boots until the month is over.

Now I shall read your blogs to see how wet, windy, and snowy your lives are!