Dawn

Misty morning.  I dashed downstairs to find my camera: the scene changes so quickly when competing against the sun speedily dispersing the whispy air. 

Sunny springlike day, a couple of roses still lingering on and primroses starting to show their pale yellow faces.  Just wish the ground would dry up as it is impossible to walk down the track or over the fields.  We must have had at least five inches of rain in the last couple of weeks.