Today we have just rested and relaxed and ignored all the bother that has been going on in the bathroom. We couldn't even be whip up the energy to go out. It had been our intention to go out car hunting again today as the time grows closer when my old faithful work horse will need to be pensioned off for good. Winter has not been kind to her and her bright red paint work is mottled with dark brown rust patched. The fan belt screeches unbearable at any sign of damp or wet weather. It's needed adjusting each winter as it protests against the cold and damp.

At long last Spring seems to have arrived on our doorstep. There seems to be some controversy about the arrival of spring. When I was a kid it was always on the 21st March but some websites now seem to be saying the 20th and to confuse matters even more the Met office seems to call the beginning of March the beginning of Spring. Anyway the weather during this last week has definitely perked up and the warmer temperatures and sunshine had made all the spring plant grow at such an unusually rapid rate.

The little Daphne bush is in full bloom and its scent is just so delicious. The original bush I had on this site died one winter, was dug out and consigned to the plant graveyard. This shrub is self sown from one of the first plants little red berries. Its a miracle it managed to survive and grow each year from a tiny unprotected seedling, considering the cats that scratch in the garden and Daisy that rampages over and flattens any tender plants or just eats them.

........and so to Daisy we've heard some faint scratchings coming from her hibernation box this week, so today we decided it was time for her to emerge. Himself unburied her from the depths of the garage and we lifted her out into the daylight.

After a warm bath and her shell oiled she sat in the sun on the patio for a short time. I wonder how long it will take me to get her to eat this year. Some years it can be several weeks. I'll try her with her favorite food, grapes tomorrow.