Today I hung out washing on my line in the garden for the first time this year. More than clocks moving, more than snowdrops peeping, more than the months marching forward, this promises spring. It's lifted my spirits so much. On a week where Richard has been away and I've been poorly and toddler wrangling single handed it's a glorious and
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