Maybe a case of the post-birthday and holiday blues, but oh, I am missing the freedom and warmth of Summer. Spring is a lovely place to be and as much as I love her for her bountiful blossom, she can be cruel and without a thought, will snatch the sun away for days at a time.Mind you, life is warm in the house. Jonno just took the baked potatoes out of the oven, placed them onto our orange melamine plates and smothered them with yellow butter. Little green peas are rolling around the edges and the sausages are ready. Food is always the answer.
