Woken just after 7 by the birds doing a full-chorus Hymn to the Sun. At 8:30 was hanging out the washing in warm sunshine. Sky is fierce blue. All windows are open (I warily listen for the approach of loud buzzing). Nectarine blossom is bursting, wildflowers bright everywhere and the grass is a foot higher than it was yesterday.
Here comes summer.
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