Oh hurry up Spring.
Winter is all very well, it brings us Christmas and I adore Christmas. But once the festive period is closed it's all rather cold and dark.
Until Spring pokes its head around the corner and reminds us pettier and sunnier days are ahead.
Spring is my favourite season of the year, not too cold, not too hot. Just right. With daffodils and Easter eggs to cheer us.
I was reminded that Spring has nearly sprung, during my recent walk around the village. Okay, I still had to wrap Tommy in his water proof and wind proof all in one, and pop his red hat on his head. And I still wore my grey winter coat, with all the buttons fastened. But the sky was definitely bluer.
Flowers in the cottage hanging baskets were stirring. The park was coming alive again, with children playing underneath a warmer sun. The village is changing with the season.
Oh it's nearly here. Colour is nearly the new black.
I spy purple flowers. It's all very exciting.
The trees are still bare, but the blue sky will soon introduce the blossom.
I'm a huge fan of this shop in the village. I popped in for a natter and a new candle holder for the kitchen table.
Hurry up Spring, I'm eagerly waiting for you.