We put the clocks forward this morning and it's 9.30 already so it seems very late, but I've had my walk, put a fresh loaf of bread on to 'do' and fed the hens. The air is full of birdsong. Blue tits are busily cleaning out all the nest boxes we distributed around the garden. Mr Pheasant and his four lady wives patrol the meadow, and later, as the atmosphere warms up, we'll see the buzzards flying high on the thermals. The hares entertain us with their gymnastic displays and now that the hunting season is over, the deer population are venturing out into the open again ....... Masses of yellow & mauve primroses brighten up the banks of the country lanes, and the little old fashioned cowslip has made its appearance at the edges of the woodland. There are also signs of life in the vegetable plot. We've had very little frost here in the Creuse this winter, and it has been surprisingly mild this year, although just like you in the UK, we've certainly had plenty of rain. This has encouraged our purple-sprouting brocolli to put forth plenty of tasty new shoots and as the first crop of the season, it makes a very welcome spring delicacy .......... So spring really does seem to have arrived at last.