Go ...

... fly a kite. How I wish I had the time. Soon. A perfect day for it, solid blue skies, chilly breeze.

A trip to the postbox gave me the opportunity for a stroll. Isn't that a nice word? Picked up from another blipper and recently added to my vocabularly.

There's an invite to submit pics of tree flowers here. Today I learned that Pieris, even when grown as a standard, and Forsythia are not in fact trees but showy spring-time shrubs.

Still, strolling for a couple of blocks I got to notice how much is in bud, more birdsong than I would otherwise have heard and bunches of pretty Spring flowers And a kite, flying.

Stroll is good. Thanks yeeeeed :-)