New shoots

new shoots

This is a hopeful sign from yesterday. It was taken on a day that could pass for Spring, but which followed one of the most miserable days (weather-wise anyway) we’ve had in months: sordid skies, torrential rain and gusting wind.

I don’t mind coping with the grey days when they blow away and leave us with spearmint fresh skies and promises of verdant earth.

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