Signs that spring is coming

There are snowdrops in the woods...

...crocus in the church yard...

...and primroses appearing all around the village.

Ponies are drifting down from the moor to birth their foals in the shelter of the Commons.

Lord have mercy, it's been a long winter. And if some of us, battered by its storms, are moving a little slowly now, I think sometimes we need to give ourselves more credit for the fact that we're still moving. Even when creative work is not quite flowing, we show up at our desks each day and push it forward bit by bit, page by page, brush stroke by brush stroke.  We haven't give up. We're still on the path....

And the path, sweet Tilly, is everything. So keep on going. I'm right behind you.