Sprouting

Sprouting seems to be the name of the game today. Had a look at myself in the mirror this morning and realised my hair had sprouted. An urgent appointment at the hairdresser sorted it out. On my way back into the house I noticed the shoots sprouting in the pot by the door. Despite the cold and wet weather it's a lovely indication that spring is not too far away.
Another day (after the hairdresser) of PhD work which is going really well.