There are bad days and there are good days. Today is a day of sunshine without the icy north wind that came with it at the weekend.Today is a day for seeing the first crocus buds in the garden.
Today is a day of the steam train going past, and the driver waving while I'm hanging the washing out on the line. Today is a day of a firewood delivery in weather that's quite pleasant to be out it (but only because Ian deferred it from yesterday, when it was chucking it down).
Today is the kind of day when some firewood is just too pretty to burn.
Today is a day of home made bara brith (literally 'speckled bread', this is half way between bread and fruit cake).
Today is a day when I might feel able to face the greenhouse, which is in dire need of a clear-out.
I'm not promising anything, though. I have a cup of tea and a slice of bara brith, and a cat who's just started kneading my arm.