Spring has sprungen. It is joyous. I love tumbling over grass and stone on my bike, glassy horizons breezing by. So far this month I have loved being serenaded by birds on my bike rides to work. I have love warm sunshine on skin.
I have fallen for a cafe in Bedford Place called Yoma. Delicious food served with wit and smiles. Not bad price rise. I recommend an Oli's Panino, their hot chocolate and their espresso and orange brownies.
Craft wise has been slow on the uptake, but the blanket is one ball of yarn from being finished. Half a sock for amy, half a toy chest left to paint.
Work has been busy which is nice.
Nothing else to report.
1 comment:
New York Springs
Der spring is sprung,
Der grass is riz,
I wonder where dem boidies is?
Der little boids is on der wing.
Ain't dat absoid?
Der little wings is on der boid!
Anon
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