To catch a crocus

Took my first proper lunchtime blip trip today, since goodness knows when. Up round Townhead, by St Mungo's, on the lookout for some signs of spring, to match the mildness of the weather.

It was so good to get out and walk - I'm now kicking myself for not forcing myself to do this more often. Although in fairness, bad weather or the need to make tortuous calls about house sale/purchase/multiple utilities hasn't helped.

I finally came upon a treasure trove of blips in an old haunt, in the forgotten boundaries of a local primary school.