After all the snow, the rain... time for some colour.

Those of you who read my ramblings know that my blog isn't a fancy one.... I don't do clever things with the camera and photographs, it's not intellectually stimulating or challenging, it's not tales of daily life in our quiet little household, it's not showing off latest acquisitions after hours of trawling charity shops and boot sales. It's plain and straightforward, postings of things that please and displease, living up to it's Three R's... rants, raves and ramblings. So you won't read my waxing lyrically about blue skies and Spring, quoting this or that writer... just showing a picture of our silver birch against the glorious blue sky this morning, a very frosty day to begin with but now that the sun has come out fully, it is warming up, and I am off out into the garden for an hour before lunch. But before I do, I wanted to share some colour with you, something I am sure we are all pleased to have in our lives after what seems a long, long winter.

If I could, I would ALWAYS buy British flowers, but round here, at this time of year, it's impossible, and for the rest of the year, sometimes they are out of my price range. So I buy a supermarket bunch of flowers for a few pounds, because I can afford them, because I love the colours.

Colourful crochet, a corner of a throw made from 25g balls of primary colours so I got lots of variety.

This photograph below shows an incredible piece of needlework. I can't claim the credit for it, it was made for me by a very special friend many, many years ago. It is some form of Japanese needlework, beginning with a polystyrene ball, which is then covered in a mesh of very fine yarn or thread...it's about the thickness of fine crochet thread. And then a pattern is woven in and out of this base mesh. It took hours and hours, and is incredibly beautiful, like the friend who made it.

A little pot cover I made...

A pair of socks to go inside my husband's gardening boots, in the making ...

Some crocheted bunting....

A pair of patchwork hearts ...

A pair of crocheted hearts,which I am going to attach to ribbon and hang, somewhere ....

Some gorgeous wool courtesy of Sue at the Old Piggery, to be used in a crochet throw as it is just so wonderfully cosy and cuddlesome when made up ...

And here endeth a brief display of colour.

Now a word about language before I go. Those of you who know me will know I hate the use of abbreviations like LOL, and BTW (which I thought was a sandwich!), and the use of text message language, which is fine if you are in a hurry, and that's about all. So I love to discover new words, even if they are not in our language. I am re-reading the Big Stone Gap trilogy of books by American writer Adriana Trigiani, set in Virginia, and some of the language is a bit strange, some of it, when thought about, quite apt. My latest discovery is the word LOLLYSWAGGLE, which means to laze about like a cat lying on a rug, you know the way they roll on their back and so on?

My next words are CHEERIO .... and thanks for dropping in.