Is it Spring yet?

The sky was blue, the sun was shining and the birds were singing this morning. They thought it was spring. It looked like spring, and smelt like spring. Inspite of a chilly breeze there was warmth in the sun. The blackbirds and pigeons were chasing each other and I saw a magpie refurbishing it's nest. The crocuses are fully open and so are the snowdrops at last and when I went for a walk I saw daffodils in bud. Ours are well up but not in bud yet.

They've certainly had a long wait this year but it's lovely to see them at last.

I have finished the last of my pages. It's at this point I probably discover that I've left something important off one of them!

Now I have to work out how to tackle the cover and how to assemble the pages. That'll keep me quiet for a while.