First day of spring

Yesterday saw us having our first proper walk on the beach in ages. The cat, old enough to know better, hurtled round the garden, a grey blur bouncing from tree to tree. And now the daffodils struggle to catch up. Last year at this time they’d flowered and were dying off. Today is not quite so sunny, but the breeze has lost its icy edge. It’s as though someone clicked a switch from winter to spring.