A weekend forecast of heavy rain never materialised. Instead, warm and almost balmy would best describe my sunday. Mild enough to be pottering in the garden for the afternoon, starting a little clear-up. Mostly this involved scraping moss off the patio, and pulling out the weeds from all the little crevices between the paving slabs.
There was even a pause for tea outside. Out came the 'gardening mug' - an old enamel camping mug, a little worn and battered around the edges, and all the better for it.
Today my achey muscles are reminding me that I did more bending, stretching and crouching in a single afternoon than I have all winter. And it feels good!
Finally, spring is making her presence felt.