Signs of Spring...

The garden is starting to emerge - a few snowdrops by the wall. We have a large garden behind the block of flats to share amongst all the residents. Only a few go there and it sometimes fells almost private - but an imperative to do all the weeding and planting.

A wonderfully romantic veil of mist this morning, shapes emerging coyly to become solid, fleetingly before disappearing once more. A feeling of being alone in the park pedaling through the fog.