Here We Go Again!

Winter has returned with a vengeance. My phone told me it felt like 2° this morning and I had no reason to disbelieve it. It was another cold, grey day with some drizzle and the odd hail shower. Not the kind of day for the cherry blossom to make its entrance along the paths in the Meadows.
Not the kind of day either for this lady to linger outside longer than was necessary to get the first blossom blip and a carton of eggs from a store that had some, unfortunately not the one nearest which had bare egg shelves.

‘Ne’er cast a cloot till May be oot’ could be wise advice for this year.