I am never ready for spring and now that it's early, I really feel behind the eight ball. Although, I've been here long enough not to get too excited and start planting the tomatoes just yet, there are still loads of jobs to get cracking with in the garden. But I know (and secretly hope) that King Winter will return with a few more chilly days up his sleeve.
I feel like a hibernating bear who has been woken up too early, drowsy, dazed and a little bit cross, as I was hoping for a few more weeks of cosy indoor time. Hopefully next week, winter will return, and I can retreat to the warmth of my wood oven, drink more tea, and dream a little longer.
PS. Thank you so much for your kind words about Spoon. I was so touched to read your comments during such a sad time. xx