En avril, ne te découvre pas d'un fil. En mai, fais ce qu'il te plait.
loose translation: In April, keep covered. In May, do as you please.
I've mentioned before that the French dress according to season rather than according to the actual temperature. It's very peculiar. In April, Monsieur J and I have ridiculous conversations that go something like this:
J: You really should put on a sweater or at least bring a scarf.
A: You do realize it's 85 degrees outside in the shade.
J: Yes, but it's April. You don't want to catch a cold.
A: I think I'll be alright.
Needless to say, I was excited for May to arrive so that everyone could stop staring at me for wearing temperature appropriate clothing or suggesting that I wear three layers on a hot day.
And then May came, and guess what? I woke up and it was 45 degrees and raining. Surprise! But today I awoke to sun, blue skies and seasonal temperatures. I did a little weekend grocery shopping at the market and planted basil and cherry tomato plants for the balcony.
I think I'll be celebrating with a special apéritif tonight: kir à la violette. Cheers!