Ye olde chariot is off having its MOT today. For my non British friends, that is the legally required annual health check for all cars over 3 years old. Mine is considerably more than 3 years old and I am really really hoping that it flies through and doesn't have any disastrous ailments. Nice car. Good car. I actually got up at dawn and washed it and towelled it dry. So at least it looks is if it is a good fine car. Old, like its owner, but still on the move.
The snowdrops haven't quite opened yet.... I keep checking.
The sun, can you believe it, is trying to shine. Considering that the temps here have been hovering around 0C and below with the wind, this is a miracle. Weak, but sun nonetheless. I feel inspired to weed. And I have a couple of daffs which are about to burst into bloom - I watch them every day.
In fact, I am going out for a walk while it shines. I will be back in a while. Yes, I am taking my camera. I want to find some blossom along the way.......
I am back.
It is still very cold out there, but the sun is making everyone smile, and I had a lovely walk to Mill Lane at the edge of the village. This path meanders don the valley under the big road and down to the river and the lakes. I didn't go far down it today, but it is all so green and spring-like and the trees are all in bud, and it is just so exciting!!!
I sat for a while on the bench at the top of the lane, in the sun, and there was a bird singing away at the top of its voice close by. I couldn't see it anywhere, but I listened. It was so beautiful. And then, when I got up to start walking again, there it was high in the tree, a little robin. Such a loud voice for such a little thing.....
It is the little things, people, the little things, which make all the difference in this world.