Another lovely spring day, with increasing heat in the sun. Sunset is at 18:00 or thereabouts just now, and the days stretch out as if reaching for summer. Even so, the chill reaches down from the clear sky as the afternoon draws on and it’s too cold to sit outside much after 15:00.
But… Graham finished the bulk of the back garden clearance, leaving a smashed wilderness behind just crying out for raking up and digging over. The increase in light levels is astounding.
I’m not sure that there’s any way to photograph it in its present state, though I shall try if the sun shines tomorrow. Meantime, I caught my vase of daffodils in a blast of sunshine, glowing golden-yellow just as they ought:
Daffodils, glowing golden-yellow
Other than that, not a lot. Leek and potato soup for lunch, with fresh-baked bread from the machine. Meatballs and spaghetti for dinner, shortly to be conjured up by your faithful but somewhat word-shy poet.
But you can’t go far wrong with daffodils.
