March in Pictures

March has been a busy month. Spring arrived, first the flowers, then the lambs. There have been days when it was warm enough to venture out into the garden and I'm pleased with the colourful results of my autumn planting.

We've had St Patrick's Day, birthdays, and trips across the country to bring the teenager and his portfolio to a number of art colleges. A banjo was bought and I've been spoiled this Mothers' Day.

Life should settle down in April when hopefully I'll catch up with regular blogging again.

This is my 100th blogpost and I'm grateful to everyone who reads and comments on my blog.

Still Waiting For Spring

I am growing weary of waiting for spring.  Fed up of wearing my winter clothes. Longing for warmth, sunshine and bright colours.
After a long winter, I want to come out of hibernation, to enjoy evening walks along the beach, to venture into the garden and  prepare for a new season. I want to pack away the winter woolies, the greys and blacks, and bring out the cottons and silks, the pastels and the jewel colours, the dresses and sandals. I want to feel the sun on my skin, a warm breeze in my hair, the sand under my feet.
Instead, winter is reluctant to let go its grasp on the countryside. After a few warm sunny days, it's back to cold showery weather, raincoats and scarves.
But the swallows have arrived. Maybe they know something we don't and perhaps my wishes will come true.
In the meantime I content myself by bringing spring indoors.