pell-mell, into full view.
All the flowers have gone a bit doolally this week, bursting out all over the place:
We've had a week of unbroken sunshine. I'm a glass half-empty girl, convinced that all this sunshine now will use up our miserly quota for the year and there won't be any left for Summer.
Husband (glass half-full) says it's like tossing a coin - just because the first 99 times are heads, doesn't mean the 100th one will be. Sunshine now doesn't necessarily mean no sunshine for Summer. We'll see.
It's been warm enough to eat outside, almost unheard of in March.
|my glorious friend Sue and I catching some rays yesterday lunchtime|
I'd love to say this is my back garden, but it isn't:
|my youngest, doing what boys do best|
Thank you, my Lord, for a beautiful day.