Surfacing

Ironically the boys both slept well, but Richard and I less so.... we both keep nearly shaking off a cold, and then finding that all the congestion and fatigue comes back again. So both of us were restless during the night, coughing and spluttering.
We drove the boys into town mid-morning, to meet Ruth.  Months ago we'd bought tickets for both sets of grandkids to go to a "Concerteenies" show: a story with musical accompaniment and plenty of audience participation. So we left Ruth with the boys, to meet up with Marianna, Frieda and Simone. And then we went back home for a therapeutic nap.
We're due out for a meal with some neighbours tonight, so I'm hoping that we'll both feel sufficiently well (and non-infectious) to go.
In the garden, various signs of spring are gradually emerging from the after-effects of last Thursday's snowfall.