“She turned to the sunlight

And shook her yellow head,

And whispered to her neighbor:

"Winter is dead.”

A.A.Milne When We Were Very Young

The weekend offered a wonderful taste of Spring didn't it?

Birds were singing louder, buds were everywhere, there was a glorious warmth in the air and the beautiful daffodil made its first appearance.

Bountiful snowdrops

I'll miss their delicate beauty when they disappear for another year

Easter yellow

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Thoughts turn to Spring wardrobes, the outside furniture will be given a lick of paint, the barbeque is readied for use and the days get longer.

So it's good to see the daffodil - you are very welcome.