This was going to be 3 dogs walking in a park, until a scribbly pink tree I’d done for something else fluttered out of a bag I was emptying…and I put the 3 dogs aside and used this one.
And thought I’d quite like to be sitting reading under pink blossom.
We’ve been dreaming of Spring…but then today there was a brief and beautiful flurry of snow, and Proper Winter Things seemed a possibility instead of just a memory.
The snow lasted long enough to soak me on my way back from town, but the kids only caught a glimpse of it from their school assembly.
Shouldn’t schools fling open their doors with glee and bundle coats and hats onto one and all when it snows for the first time in years? My 6 year old can’t remember ever seeing snow.