Shovel. Or Blossom?

I had many grand plans for what I was going to do today - visiting a textile / sculpture exhibition in town, sort through all my seeds, go for a walk in the Pentlands.

Ha! None of those came to pass. I sat on my rear end listening to the footie and managed to make it to the supermarket. My most hated domestic chore.

But what greeted me at the entrance made me grin. There's been news on possible snow next week, so they've wheeled out the shovels. People gathered around like a carnival sideshow, discussing how many to buy. I decided to be contrary and mull over how many pretty flower bulbs to buy. As ever the weather optimist I'm looking towards the next few weeks when these lovelies will all start popping their heads above the earth parapet.