Today was such a beautiful sunny day that I took a walk along the Gallows clough, with its drifts of snowdrops, and into the forest along the old paths that haven't been tidied up for the tourists and where you have to duck, climb over fallen trees and jump across rivulets still swollen from the winter rain. Walking as far as the largest mere, which was teeming with water fowl, I didn't hear any cuckoos yet but I did see a couple of fat drowsy bumble bees and a butterfly tempted out, like myself, by the unexpected warmth.
2003 was such a personal "'orrible year" that it was wonderful to feel and see so much rebirth and new growth.
Wherever and whenever you are in the calender I wish you a day you would like to share too.