Although in past years we have had a bare covering of snow on the first weekend in March, this year I could feel the Spring - all the old clichés, air like wine, sun warming my back, first blossom on the trees, Spring bulbs in flower and the sap rising in everything - I was out in it. Feeling the seasons through the soles of your boots - or in my case, sandals, is the ideal way to have the experience.

Good to read you took sensible precautions - I left my jacket off

Anne the Pleater :ootd: