It is amazing how far one’s spirits lift with a little bit of sun, actually a Whole Day of sun, combined with temperatures sufficiently far above freezing to let the instinctual brain stop pondering the whole ‘too cold, could be hazardous’ issue, and No Wind…

There will be a few flowers for Easter, granted they will be some over-ambitious crocus near a southern stone foundation and not the swathe of daffodils that might be taken to a church.  But still something!  I uncovered, the snow having melted, a few of said crocus today. Most have had the good sense to still be waiting, one poor bulb had tried to flower (the sun was right you see) resulting in a limp, watery flower. I hope it can perk up.

In other news, the horse made a trip to the north hedgerow today. Poor guy, the drifts he has to plow through are still hock deep and he didn’t get anything from it; but hopefully, he feels less trapped.