I can’t quite tread on 10
but the sight of a daisy on the (ho hum) lawn is enough to tell me that the year has turned. Spears of daffodils are appearing in the pots, and the nights are drawing out.
The downside is that we have to go through a month or two of cold weather, but that’s OK: I have a warm coat and knitted lots of scarves before Christmas. Scarves are fashionable! Jock’s new |(old) car is lovely, but I shan’t be driving it – too big.