The wood pigeons are cooing alongside all the songbirds. I can hear children in the park. The scent of bluebells is in the air, my fruit trees are in blossom and there are bees! The balminess is different, though. The air feels and smells softer. All the lovely sprng yellow and purple flowers are trying their best. Hell, we could get snow next week, bit it wouldn't be able to steal this beautiful day from us.