A journal of my sailing, my dogs, my band. I can promise photos, but not consistency; as far as subject matter goes I'm a bit of a nomad, so can at times drift about the place with seeming abandon.
Friday, 6 February 2015
The snow drops have been out a week, and the daffodils are now pushing up hard.
Spring is definitely on the way.
The old tree looks quite skeletal now the chainsaws have finished with it.