The angry wind has left and been replaced by that springy feeling that always swings round with Valentine's Day. We walked Trelissick gardens, my three great loves and I, following a trail of perfect snowdrops. We couldn't move fast with my jarred hobble, so we noticed much on our walk. Robins hiding beneath great camellia flowers, pairs of doting squirrels, the buds of Spring, everything drenched in possibility and new life. A good time to be adding another chick to our brood I think.