Not for me but for my garden - my two gardeners are here and there is a buzz in the air - the buzz of the scarifier. I don't know whether I told you but one morning last week I drew back the curtains and there - right uner the sitting room window - was a small pansy (my gardener says to call it a viola and then I will get no rude jokes - but I told him straight that my bloggy pals are not like that) that had seeded itself in my front lawn. Purple and yellow - I can't tell you how it pleased me. And now, seeing my delight at its appearance, my gardeners have gently trowelled it up and replanted it in back rockery.
So it's scarify, mow and weed and feed day!
I half expected them and had already looked in the biscuit tin and seen that there were three two finger Kit Kat bars so soon it will be time to brew the coffee.
Here there is a clear deep blue sky, a sharpish breeze and a temperature of only 3 but with the sun fully out and the spring sunshine brightly shining it definitely shouts that Spring is officially here.
I am off to keep my eye on the gardeners - you never know what they can get up to behind my back. There is a nice clump of Red Valerian under the hedge - last Autumn he said he had 'got all the wretched stuff up - it is an invasive weed' - it has defied his attack and will be in bloom given a few days sunshine so I need to stand guard.
Hopefully I will be back later.