“Though April showers, may come your way
They bring the flowers, that bloom in May
So if it's raining, have no regrets
Because it isn't raining rain, you know,
It's raining violets
And where you see clouds, upon the hills
You soon will see crowds, of daffodils
So keep on looking for a blue bird
And listening for his song
Whenever April showers come along”
-from “April Showers” by Louis Silvers and B.G. De Sylva
Bon Mercredi, et Avril, mes amis!














