Beside the lane

It was mainly wet, again, but before lunch the rain paused and a bit of sun broke through the heavy cloud. I walked briskly up the lane to the top of the hill, then down again - it was all I had time for, but there was good light on the crocuses in the verge, originally planted, I assume, by people from the houses opposite. 

Apart from that, it was a day of working through a long list of domestic and admin jobs and completing a decent number of them, which is always good when it happens.