Second chance

I walked the long and quiet way home from town this morning. The gardens really are looking very much like spring is with us. All my favourite flowers are out.

One camellia bush had shed many of its blooms. Too beautiful to be trodden on and well deserving of a second chance to delight. I know they won’t last long, but for now, they please me.

A quiet day mostly at home. Our colds are steadily improving. We’ve declared them to those we are due to meet with in case they want to steer clear of our germs.

Slowly and gradually filling in the many recent gaps in my journal.