Spring has finally arrived, except at night when it's still cold feet in bed...All the delicious spring food is now in the market, I bought asparagus and strawberries and new potatotoes yesterday and we had a blow-out Spargel feast last night, followed by strawberries marinated in fresh mint leaves and a bit of last year's elderflower syrup.
I don't remember spring, all that fresh, psychedelic green and white and yellow, being so important to me when I was young. Now the opening of the lilac buds is more exciting than buying new clothes, and the urge to be out there amid the dandelions almost irresistable, the square of blue sky I see through my window is calling me to get on my bike...