It’s a beautiful day

A rose from my garden

Woo hoo! It’s finally here!

The first real day that it feels like Spring (even though it’s May, and Spring officially started a month ago)!

I decided to venture out for a walk without having to wear a cardigan, jacket, scarf, shoes or socks. Yes, I put on my flippy floppies and my poor toes were so glad to be out and about in the fresh air that they practically danced a jig. I don’t think they had seen the sun for about 9 months – apart from the short holiday that we had last week – but just humour me!

The rays of the sun beamed down and hugged my face and my whole body, seeping into my skin and warming my grateful bones. It was an instant pick-me-up and the most lovely feeling in the world…

Was it just me or were the cherry blossoms on the  branches swooping down to give me a Hi-5 as if to say ‘”Just look at those endless blue skies. Aren’t they just the bees knees?!” I had to agree.

Even a dog that skipped past with it’s owner seemed to look up at me without a care in the world and smile.

As I walked past the gorgeous roses, they seemed to blush and bloom before my very eyes, deepening in colour and winking as if to say “Don’t you just love it when the sun shines?”

An elderly gentlemen protectively held his partner’s hand as he walked with her and helped her to cross the street. They were obviously making the most of the sunshine, just like me.

And all along the birds in the trees were humming along to the Michael Buble tune that had been playing in my head. Which one? ‘It’s a beautiful day’, of course!