Sunday

Whilst Ann was taking Dylan for his morning walk I went searching the garden for any 'green shoots of recovery'. The snowdrops are still not open, though the flowers are there just waiting for a bit of sun. The grasses which have looked dead all winter are now showing some small bits of greenery around the base, sure signs of spring.

Later we met Emma for coffee then a walk back by the river. It was quite a pleasant day, though still a little cold. Dylan is suffering with conjunctivitis; it seems to be in both eyes though one is worse than the other. It may mean a trip to the vet tomorrow.

This afternoon we vegetated, talked about going out, then didn't.