Thank goodness it’s spring, although I’ve only had stolen moments to enjoy it.
Breezes and birdsong wafting in through an open window is the most delightful thing. Just the thought of it brings a smile.
The sounds of kids playing. Even the short walk from my front door to my car seems a balm.
I’ve been looking forward to getting into the garden but a shoulder injury and some illness in the family is holding me back for a time.
The vegetable garden and flowerbeds call, but for now, Harry rules out there in his own personal cat playground.