This weekend, rather than enjoy the lovely beigeness from our warm sofa, Kevin insisted we go over the the Royal Botanical Garden for a walk. We lasted about 20 minutes - it was bitterly cold. But, as you can imagine we felt so much better for having been out and about. Here are some of the tiny little glimpses of colour we saw:
Next camera - longer lens!
Just to show you how cold it was, the Cornus sericea - (that swath of sticks above and between the sea of beige) was positively purple rather than its normal red.
Bart trying to escape from the people who put him in his embarrassing Doris Day outfit.
And should I ever feel too cheerful, I'm going to come back to this photo.
p.s. Sunshine is out, and just as soon as I stop squinting - I'm going to get out there to see what I can find.