Hurrah... British summer time....

Its finally here, hurrah it feels like its been a long long winter filled with greyness, cold and some snow, well a lot of of snow actually.  The weekend was fitting indeed for the time of year... it started off with more grey skies, gales and lashing rain.  My mood fitted the weather just fine, everything seemed wrong everything seemed to hurt and well just not quite fit...I weathered out the storm with a heavy heart.  I curled up in bed and listened to the wind whipping around my home and the rain tapping on my window as it denied me my sleep.  I pulled up my homemade quilt a little higher and I dipped my head under the covers in search of some peace... I finally fell into a disturbed sleep... I awoke today with the light pouring in through the window replacing the greyness, instead of the gales blowing I could hear birdsong and as I threw back the quilt I felt no chill in the air... The timing was perfect as if nature itself was marking this day a day that fills me with promise and hope of all things outdoorsy... The start of British summer time....
So its best foot forward, stiff upper a lip and time to embrace all that nature has in store for us. The daffodils shine their golden trumpets and the blossom in the trees lifts up my weary heart. Yes its a time for fresh starts, new beginnings and a happy and healthier season...  So I welcome in this time with open arms and I make a few promises to myself... 

What could be more fitting for this day than a picnic on the the beach, a paddle in the sea and a cup of Hot Chocolate from the flask to chase the chill away...

As my little family close our eyes tonight we smile as we know the best is yet to come... I hope you had a special day to mark this time, blue skies all round and everything bursting into life...