Hello Mr Snowdrop

For the first time this year, I've just enjoyed a lunchtime cuppa outside. Yay!

 

Between sups, I noticed a brave little solitary Snowdrop had fought it's way through the dirty chaos that is my garden.  For those of you with 'meh' floating round your thought bubbles, such a sight is a big deal when you're as green-fingered as a zebra.

 

 

During my leisurely stroll I also noticed, like my fabric softener, today smells of Spring - and so it won't be long until we're all knee-deep in daffodils and lambs and stuff. 

 

Now back inside, as I write my random witterings and look out on this bright,
sunny day, I'm reminded of all the things we can look forward to in the weeks and months to come:

 

The incredible spectacle of birds, beasts and blooms bursting back into life.
A Cadbury's Double Decker Easter Egg (with mug).
Britain slowly sliding into those long, hot, lazy days of Summer. Finger's x'd.

 

And perhaps more importantly, as I gaze through the glass in this brilliant light, I'm also reminded of the fact I haven't cleaned my windows since Christmas.

 

 

 

Hopefully tomorrow will be duller.