Spring
I was definitely getting mixed messages this morning as I was walking. I needed my hat and my coat to keep warm – it was one of those mornings that Britain specialises in, with damp cold that creeps through the warmest clothes to chill your flesh. Despite this, there were signs that it must be spring already – the first snowdrops were out and birds were singing furiously in the trees. So far, so normal. But the eternal progress of time’s wingéd chariot sometimes seems rather too slow – if it’s spring please warm up soon!
pax et bonum
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