#1377 theoldmortuary ponders

The early morning promise of the previous blog came up trumps sunshine wise.

#1376 theoldmortuary ponders.

The temperature and wind however were quite another matter.

An over large and over optimistic deck chair

Normal sized deck chairs acting as windsocks.

Deck chairs had been put out but their only useful function was to act as windsocks.

On reflection and protection from a bitterly cold wind Lola dragged us into a warm cafe.

Lola staring into a cafe mirror.

Now the truth of this blog is that Lola is always a cafe dog. Even on our late night walks she is known for resting her brown nose on the door of any cafe that we have ever visited.

So a bit of very cold, very strong wind was absolutely in her favour. She doesn’t always get her own way. Today she did.

#1376 theoldmortuary ponders.

Our house faces East. The sunrise greets us every morning. Our evenings begin as the sun dips below the five storey houses that share our back lane to the West of us. Now there is more equilibrium to day v night and the mornings are brighter, every wake up  is also an early prediction of the day ahead. Yesterday was as dull as ditch water. Today already promises to be better.

Spring is struggling to get a good hold on things. Which is doubly disappointing after a long wet winter. Boots not sandals are still the better bet for dog walks at either end of the day. 

Is this still the scrag end of Winter? My clothing choices would suggest this is the case but early  mornings are beginning to suggest that Spring is on the move. Easter weekend is upon us in a weeks time. 7 days to get Spring sorted out. No pressure.