Across Lancashire old ladies are tucking their seceteurs into their crocodile skin handbags and preparing to make their annual criminal pilgrimage to my house.
P.S: Dont’cha just love my heart shaped wreath? I’m off to hunt out some thick yellow
Spring, Darling, how I love you.
Oh, I am so very jealous! It is cold and snowy here by my little garden. All I have now to keep me happy are my seed catalogs. It looks so lovely by you!!
I've just moved into a victorian cottage, with not much more than a piece of dirt and some straggly grass, and I am still wondering if it will ever get any sun!
but I am determined to make something of it by summer. your garden looks pretty and inspiring.
you're looking forward to spring while I'm looking forward to autumn – can't wait 🙂
Your seasons are ahead of ours. Straight temperatures this weekend of minus 7 and minus 4; wind chills of whatever since winds will be 35 … brrrr…