Blossom sparkles like static snowflakes on the tree at the end of the garden. The April sunshine has cleansed the sky of any clouds, though has yet to find its strength to clear the morning chill. As Spring days go, this is one of the best.
I should go for a lake walk, especially as my foot is more or less mended.
However, I have a list of chores. The procrastination has to be called to account. It is time to tidy, to sort, to clear, to clean. And if I have any energy for a walk after that, then off I’ll go!