The first days of Spring.

23.03

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S P R I N G    F O R W A R D S . . .

Spring is full of so many little joys.

Hot cross buns thick with salted butter. Tulips and daffodils and (my favourite), hyacinths in vases. The door to the garden flung open wide in the morning, to let the dogs pootle in and out whilst I eat my breakfast. Watching the little robins who, for the third year in a row, are busy building nests in the ivy on the fence at the end of our little garden. The promise of a farmer’s market that in just a few short weeks, will be overflowing with ripe peaches and sweet watermelon and all the other treats I dream about during the long winter.

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This Spring is tasting extra sweet to me so far this year, and I’m not sure I could even explain why right now. It feels so full of promise, and anticipation, and I’m soaking in every bit of it I can.

On the first official day of Spring, this past Sunday, I woke up fairly early and sat eating my breakfast whilst the dogs played on the deck. I managed to catch them in the middle of ripping apart some old grasses they’d stolen from an old hanging basket, and have you ever seen such a pair of guilty faces before?

I’m not sure if maybe it was better when Teddy used keep Elsie at arms length- these days they’re thick as thieves and double the trouble, and I don’t think I can keep up with the pair of them!

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Later on in the morning we went out, the four of us, up to our favourite woods, and Jason and I managed to come home almost as thick with mud as the two puddle-waders we own.

The little lane up to the woods has a few beautiful blossom trees growing along it, so I made Jason stop the car whilst snapped a few photos.

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We came home to hot cross buns and afternoon naps, before leaving the dogs behind tucked up in their beds whilst Jason and I nipped into Guildford to run a couple of errands.

I usually feel oh so impatient for one of our beautiful English summers, once spring has arrived, but this year I don’t at all. This year, I’m enjoying every single day of it.

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