This morning I went out into the garden in my pyjamas with my early morning cuppa and walked with bare feet on the dew damp grass. Because I'm trying to conjure up a romantic image I'll gloss over the fact that I had to look very carefully before stepping, in order to ensure I didn't tread in any fox poo! The point is that the morning was warm and inviting enough for me to want to walk barefooted on damp grass and that's because at last Spring has arrived here. One of my favourite Spring things is the dawn chorus and to stand rooted in stillness and listen to the liquid golden sound of a robin or blackbird singing in daybreak is a joyful way to start any day.
The blossom on the old plum tree has been spectacular this year (I'm predicting a deluge of plums later in the year) and has been a magnet to bees, hoverflies and a few butterflies emerging from hibernation.
I've been knitting, oh so much knitting, but I can't show you most of it just yet because it's all for the new pattern that I'm working on and is not yet ready to reveal. Though I have also been trying to make a little lamb to celebrate Easter this coming weekend - hopefully I'll get her finished in time. Her dress colours are inspired by these beautiful tulips - I don't often buy cut flowers but found these irresistible.
Lastly, the reason I have to watch my step while walking on the grass has been our usual daily visitor. We've not yet seen any sign of Kit's cubs for this year but she's taking food away each time she visits, so I'm convinced that at least some have survived the very cold snap that was here when they were born. She remains as wild and cautious as ever but is content to sit 6 feet away from me and let me photograph her while she's waiting for a snack.
I hope life has been kind to you this last month, and that the feeling of hope that has been creeping into my heart with the advancement of spring has found a home with you too xxx