Harbingers of Spring

Ever since I got back from skiing last Saturday, and uploaded last weeks back blips of the snowy landscape of Les Arcs, I've been down in the dumps and haven't felt remotely like taking any pics. It's the difference between the sunny and bright conditions last week - not to mention the cold- and Manchester grey. I must have SAD. I certainly feel sad.

Any old how, Bob and I were in the park today and the sight of these nodding bells really woke me up. They were blowing quite vigorously in the wind, but they shone out against their background of rotting leaves like a bright light.

Is Spring here do you think, or is this a false alarm?