Spring, blossom, light

After many despairing months, I have realised there is light, at the end of the tunnel. The end of that tunnel is somewhat far away, but now doesn't seem so unreachable. I put the change of heart down to the sunshine. The huge blossom tree in the garden about to bloom into a beautiful vibrant pink and provide a magical sea of confetti, something I loved as a child.

A beautiful summery day, not an ounce of a breeze and I popped along to work for one hour. Sometimes self employment is just perfect.