March

It's the first day of spring and an few inches of snow are resting in the sun-deprived corners of my patio.  Last week I was gliding down a snowy mountainside, squealing with my relatives - like winter piglets on old pieces of plastic:

For as long as I can remember, March has always been the crazy temperamental aunt of all the months... one day inviting us into her warm sunshine, the next day, throwing ice chunks at our faces.

In honor of this month's insanity, I've submitted an image to SCBWI's "Draw This" with March as the theme.  In like a lion, out like a snow-loving lamb.