These photos are from a walk I took with the boy when we came down to my parents' house for my birthday - being there now and seeing the grim, grey emptiness of the weather makes me wonder at how different spring is to winter. I don't curse winter for being here - I enjoy being snuggled up and cosy, eating the sort of hearty warming things winter makes you want, and receiving a steady trickle of Christmas cards from distant friends - but I do look forward to my toes being less like blocks of ice.
For those who're struggling to find much enjoyment in the coldest season - here's a bit of Spring to remind you that it's not permanent :)
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Yay :)