I spoke of simple pleasures in yesterdays blog. This morning I walked down to see my elderly parents and before leaving my Dad did his usual of pottering around the garden with me. He has planted huge beds of pansies and they all sat brightly in the sunshine today, even the blue ones looked merry as they displayed their funny little faces for an impromptu photo shoot.
I love the spring, with all its little bursts of colour and new life, it seems to spark new hope and smiles.