The first day of Spring for those of us in this part of the world. Typically, it rained for most of the day. Comments about new life and lambs notwithstanding, the first day of Spring does appear to bring some kind of promise. This is the time of the year when I wish I had planted bulbs, as the only colour in my little courtyard garden comes from the stubbornly pink geraniums. So, as I promise myself I'll plant bulbs next year, I grab my umbrella and head out into Spring.
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