Wattle

The wattle flowers are out: something that I am always aware of before I actually see them because they make me sneeze. It is a drawback of spring, but it doesn't bother me much when weighed against the advantages of the change of season. 

Bean has been enjoying another warm day lying outside, although she has made a few eye-laden complaints about the lack of sun compared with the last two days. 

I may be marvellous, but I can't switch on the sun. Sorry Bean.