May spring please come my way!

Last weeks sunny weather brought hope that spring had finally made it up my little Buda hill. In celebration I had lunch outside not just one, but two days that week!

Oh, how foolish of me to count Mr Winter out (yes, winter is clearly a man, whereas spring, summer and autumn are all glorious women). This morning I woke up to find my garden once again sleeping under a duvet of crisp white snow.

To lift my spirit I've bought these beautiful flowers. They serve as a reminder that spring is near!