So today is the 21st March – the equinox – the mid-way point between the shortest day in December and the longest day in June. On this day we get more or less equal doses of night and day.   I do love it when the nights are getting longer and I wake up and it’s light. hurrah! Every year it kind of takes me by surprise.

And then several things happen: I feel the need to clear away all the fire stuff and open the windows to let Spring in; I look at our garden and think loftily about all the lovely seeds we could plant (and then make a cuppa and don’t plant anything); I look at the clutter in our house and mutter about tidying it up.   And I start looking for some of my more springlike clothes. But then I remember that although we get more daylight each day, it’s not necessarily warmer. In fact, when the wind is blowing, I think  it often feels colder than November – usually because of poor clothing choices by me.   So I still have my woolly tights and boots on, but I’m thinking about shedding the winter coat, and pulling out something more fitting for the season.  I did this last year and then it snowed in Donegal when we went for a couple of days for a break, and I FROZE! So caution is definitely required, I’m not planning on ditching the tights until at least the end of April!

Oh and that’s a fairly random picture of my stripey clock which hangs in my sciorta room, which appears to have stopped at 9.45. I probably took the batteries out because I have a weird thing about ticking clocks and can hear them a mile off…..