This morning I had a glorious drive through the Fens on my way to preach at a chapel in the northern part of the area. I passed all these beautiful daffodils on my way there, and resolved to take some pictures on my way home.
Those above are just in the grass verge.
Both banks of this river are lined with daffodils for over a mile - it looks just stunning and my poor wee camera on my phone just cannot capture the joy of the flowers nodding in the breeze.
And here, a road leading in and out of this village has been lined with daffodils on both sides - such is the glory of the countryside around here at this time of year - just beautiful. Seeing all this lovely yellow made me think of my Mum and of Freddie, as the daffodil reminds me of both of them.
And then this afternoon, I spent two and a half hours in the sunshine, wheelbarrowing this load of wood in to the dry shed to season over the coming months before we get around to burning it.
My back and shoulders ache, my thighs ache from squatting down to place it in the heaps in the shed, and my hands are a bit sore too!
This young lady [hatched last year] kept her beady eye on me the whole time, until she disappeared off to lay an egg!
That's been my Sunday so far - I have bunged some potatoes in the oven to bake, and I have some ironing to conquer, and then I might watch Shetland on the iPlayer since I missed it last Tuesday.
Hope you have had a lovely day too xx