*whispers*
Is it here?
Has it come just a little bit early?
Shhh! Don't say it too loudly. It may take fright. I'm not sure I could cope if you say it's still Winter.
Look, even the Wee One is holding Spring to ransom, admittedly with a hair dryer but he has the right idea.
The blossom has come out to see what's occurring.
The evenings are lighter, warmer and dryer, and The Princess has dusted off her bouncing socks.
The birds are frisky and need some extra calories. We were happy to oblige with a homework recycling project involving a bottle and a wooden spoon.
Awesome Man accompanied me to the hairdressers to bid my winter tresses a fond farewell in favour of a swishy neck exposing spring loving style.
A new enthusiasm for getting my a**e in gear seems to have materialised round about the same time as the sun did.
And the inevitable sound of the ice cream van brings out the hunter gatherer in my boys.
I bet I've gone and jinxed it now.








