One of my favourite days of the year...

Happy New Month All! And welcome to March - my favourite month of the year.
It's not too late to say that, right? We're only 48 hours or so out of February, so I think it's ok to wish you all the best of the new season, being, as we are, into meteorological Spring now. I have my own thoughts on that, but I've probably moaned about it several years running in this blogsphere, so let's not re-tread old ground. The point is, the Met Office deem March 1st as the end of Winter, so it's ok to send you my best...

Spring or not, I always get a huge psychological boost when we turn the calendar over from February. I was determined to mark the occasion, so we had a nice family walk, followed by a little fire in the garden, followed by a rather splendid (if I do say so myself) Rory-prepared Roast Dinner. The walk was interesting. It was cloudy and a bit chilly, and feeling decidedly un-seasonal, and then the sun broke out for half an hour or so and the wind disappeared and the temperature improved dramatically, and then the sky was full of cloud again. Fortunately, the sunny spell coincided with us passing a play park, so I was able to push Mathew around in a flying saucer swing until he was nearly sick, and got to push him on a zip slide, causing much parental anguish in case he fell and banged his head. But it was a joyous afternoon. And it came with the sense of hope that, if the British climate plays along, we could have many, many more sun-filled Sundays over the coming months in which to do something similar...

RC 2-3-26