The Arrival of Spring

Well ... almost. I thought spring had arrived when I opened the door and felt the warmth of the sun on my face, standing on the suntrap of my front door balcony, nicely sheltered from the westerly wind. Riding my bike into the wind, especially when the sun disappeared behind the odd cloud, it didn't feel like spring had arrived at all.

Thanks for your lovely words from yesterday. I was absolutely cream-crackered today. I think that getting ready for that event had taken more energy than I'd realised. A day for some downtime.