A couple of weeks a go we had our fingers crossed that we would wake up to a dusting of snow on our lawn. It didn't quite happen but we did have a beauiful view of the white stuff on the low foot hills.
But now it feels like we have reached that turning point in winter, we've seen the first lambs, daffodils and it's always joyful to see the first blossom bursting open. The children are drawn outside into the late afternoon sun and plans are being made for birthdays. I've learnt to embrace winter, but the best part is seeing those early hints of spring on it's way.