rubbish

A quiet day today, getting over the jetlag. Tidying, changing the sheets, inpacking, washing. Making soup. Opening the mail which had arrived while I was away. Loading photos onto the computer.

When D came home from work, we went for a walk. D always takes a bag to pick up litter, and today there was plenty of it.

It is still cold here, with snow lying at the edges of fields and on the hillsides by the dykes, but the birds are singing.