As many of you may already know, we here, in England, haven’t had that odd yellow orb in the sky for many months, hence everything looks much gloomier than usual, despite the (supposedly) awakening season. But what never ceases to amaze me is our garden: it’s bleak, and grey, and overall melancholic yet more and more flowers are emerging from the remnants of rainy March, and even without sunlight they look magical.

(The views from the windows)