Oh my word. Just where has the time disappearred to this past week? Last time I looked March had just roared in and now we're almost halfway through. But that's fine because March has brought some wonderful things so far.
These beautiful, vibrant primulas on my little garden bench have opened gradually in the sunshine. They've found new homes now in mine and my sister's window boxes and they make my heart sing every morning.
Perfectly pretty, just like a daintily wrapped present ready to be unwrapped.
We've been planning a few outings for the Easter holidays (that new Dragon film looks rather fab) and getting things ready to assault the allotment with gusto over the weekend. Work has been rather hectic but I had a lovely, lovely Mothering Sunday with breakfast in bed and flowers thanks to my little smashers.
But mostly this past week has been one of waiting, texting, thinking and anxious filled hours of more waiting.
And good things come to those who wait. My clever, brave sister and her darling husband are curled up in the lovely cottage hospital over the hills, with their precious teeny, bundle. Baby Leo is here and now all is right with the world.