They're up early, enjoying the sunshine and showing their pretty colours and markings - the spring crocuses have cast a spell on me.
Despite the cold and gloom I've managed to weave a few gardening activities into the loom of my life. Better days will return and an optimistic rose is showing the way.
Reading a plant catalogue is like the bit in the Wizard of Oz when Dorothy is transported from black and white Kansas to technicolour Oz. I unwrap the catalogues and the colour floods in. My imagination sparks and I'm out in the garden planning for next year.