In just two weeks today we'll be here with Granny Fan. In preparation we solved a mystery with found letter clues - a reflected twig alpha and gnarled root omega - spotted a heron overhead, disconcertingly leaping fish and turtles on a rock, like a 'government' in session (J). We climbed down (and up) some usually in-accessible cliffs thanks to firmly cropped undergrowth and the snake-reductive chill.
There is almost blossom but no hint of green. Come on spring!
