There are whispers of the "s" word in the forecast, just when the sunshine has returned, and I'm noticing green shoots popping up all over the garden.
I hope the weather-forecasters have missed the mark on this one.
I'm pretty certain the cats have got spring-fever, they have been running around the house and having a mad half-hour, more than usual, destroying their furry mice and insisting on hiding beneath the dining room rug, and pretending not to be noticed, except for two obvious big lumps .
It's a day of list-making and tea-sipping for me, tomorrow more errand running.
Hope all is well, in your little corner of the world.