Welcome to another week of weird spring weather! It was so glorious on Friday that I ended up with pink cheeks after an afternoon in the pub garden. Today it was so grim that our recycling bin blew over and I had to catch all the cardboard before Storm Noa swept it down the road. To make up for the weather, I’m finding joy in all the small things at the moment - clean bedding after a shower, planting pumpkin seeds, and discovering a new way to store Olive’s puzzles (yes, really). Once upon a time I would have groaned at how mundane these things were but the further I trek into the jungle of adulthood, the more satisfied I am doing small, stress-free things. Not that I don’t like an adventure, too… We’ve just booked tickets for the Titanosaur exhibition at the Natural History Museum and I can’t wait for a day in the city!
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It can be tempting to slam full-force into spring as soon as the temperature surpasses 10°C, but it can also be nice to drift into it more steadily, taking note of each new wildflower or butterfly that appears with each passing week. But I can definitely feel the spring energy creeping in - can you? I’m desperate to start planning the reopening of my shop later this year but I have too many deadlines to indulge those thoughts at the moment. For now I’m doing lots of writing, painting and attempting to reply to emails within a socially acceptable timeframe, but hopefully in the near future I’ll be able to dive into some new projects, too. There just aren’t enough hours in the day! Curse thee, Kronos.