Weather.

Everyone's heard that March comes in like a lion, and goes out like a lamb. I've caught myself saying it during the requisite Canadian discussions of winter, just as some chatter to make sure my jaws haven't frozen shut.
I've even heard it like a prediction. IF March comes in like a lion, then it WILL go out like a lamb. That, however, makes no damn sense. It's not as if the saying can be accurate to every region where people say it.  It's all fucking winter around here, isn't it?
Anyway, since March has arrived like one sadistic Arctic lion, I've decided to monitor how it plays out. Maybe the saying applies to Alberta some years.

Now, a monkey.

All I want is the context of this photo.