Friday, March 2, 2018

March is here...

It blew in like a lion. And that's the truth. I lost my internet connection all day. The horror!

But no whining here - many places have it far worse. But this still calls for some musical accompaniment:



2 comments:

Dad Bones said...

That's a cute video but I'm wondering if the song means one thing to Americans and something else to those Africans who happen to live all too close to lions in flimsy little huts. Peter Capstick has written of lions entering those homes at night and carrying off whoever was unlucky enough to be the first one spotted. His book was published in 1977 and he said it was still happening though countries that were trying to attract tourists kept those stories from getting out. If all that's true, and I think it is, then any night a lion is sleeping instead of prowling and sniffing out a two legged meal would be a good night.

chickelit said...

In like a lion, out like a Lamborghini, reverened on Easter.