When people say they love winter, I don’t really get it. Winter is a long grey journey, (‘are we nearly there yet’) towards Spring.
This week has been blessed with blue skies. We’ve taken full advantage of bright Spring sunshine and enjoyed days outside. The Easter holidays have lent time for sitting in the sunshine, while children roll down grassy slopes. We’ve had picnics, ice cream treats and walks. It’s been good just to be outside for hours, to return at the end of a long day tried and satisfied, a day well spent. I’ve wallowed in the soul restoring joy of technicolor Spring flowers. Why would Winter ever be preferable?
Happy Easter to you and yours.
Photos taken at Tyntesfield, this week. It’s just outside Bristol, one of our favourite haunts and well worth a visit.