Spring is here. Sometimes. When the rain stops and the fog lifts. It really is beautiful. The daffodils are out in force, the lambs are still prancing. I've been enjoying just driving around the island, taking it all in.
The foghorn took some getting used to again. Although there's something quite melancholy about it. For the most part. When it sounds first thing in the morning, before I'm out of bed, it can put a downer on my day. Knowing I'll open the curtains to a blanket of swirling white. And a long, slow drive into work.
I'm watching Lambing Live. On iPlayer. It's one of the best programmes I've seen in a long time. Informative. Refreshing. Cute. I want lambs. Maybe a pig or two. Chickens. A dog...
In the meantime, I content myself with my cats. And the rabbits that run past my office window at work. Against the backdrop of Snowdonia mountain range. Not bad, huh?!