Hanging in there

I bought these pansies in the autumn, and probably blipped them then. They are in a hanging basket and have come into flower again for the spring.
We have had a lovey sunny morning with a cool breeze. I went around the garden with a pair of scissors and a bucket, dead heading all I could reach. So satisfying to be able to do it. Yesterday I was all gloom, couldn’t be bothered to do anything, with combination of lockdown and immobility affecting my mood. With the sun shining today I’m raring to go. How can two days be so different?