(translates as Shit! It’s Raining — in case your high school French didn’t get that far)
My daughter brought this back from Montreal for me last year; it says it all!
But I have a few antidotes for the poisonous winter rains: I’ll show you one tomorrow.
Love the umbrella. How do you say, “merde, it is snowing?” 😉
Oh, I want one! Except that here in LA we’re usually grateful for whatever rain we get.
Pseu, La Belette: Nice reminders here about different perspectives on the weather.
Bien sur, sacre merde il pleut. Il pleut commes les chats et chiens.
I am so ready for spring. But a crisp, bright spring that facilitates cold nose kisses.
Bien dit, monsieur Thomas, vous avez raison. Do cold nose kisses feature in your Valentine’s song?