So apparently it’s Spring. At this time of the year the grass is green, the flowers are sprouting –
I looked everywhere for a clue.
In the chicken run.
The chickens were not convinced.
So I searched on through the trees.
The trees did not seem to be budding in a particularly spring like fashion.
I look on into the field.
I almost tripped over the Mini
But at last I found some signs that Spring is really here!