This morning dawned to a truly beautiful, very almost Spring day. I improved the shining hour and went for a swim. I only managed a kilometre, but this is more than I have been able to do for weeks. Still hurting, but not unbearable.
When I got home I went for a wander in the garden. Exciting times. Many of the bulbs are not in flower yet, but there are more out each day. And will be for weeks. So I did a wobbly little dance and came in for my camera. Be warned, there will be many, many more photos to come.
And two of our five camellia trees (they are taller than the house) are also starting to flower despite the depreciations caused by the cockatoos and the king parrots.
All in all a good day. And I have finished my depressing reads and so far the next one looks much less emotionally taxing.