New month, new growth, new hope

Turning over the calendar once again and entering yet another month of pandemic weariness. It's good to see the baby tree in the front garden burst into life as if overnight (well, over a few short days). Lots of other trees in the neighbourhood are looking rather lovely too. It does your heart good, the reassurance every year when the seasons change yet again.

Going all philosophical, aren't I? Still, there really is a feeling of turning the Covid corner, what with more and more mentions among friends and family that vaccination dates have been notified and word from Carl that the guy who looks after the family garden has made a quick recovery after testing positive and only suffering mild symptoms.

p.s. I've begun back-blipping, so why not jump back in time to January?