Daffodils we bought yesterday are beginning to open.
I love this evening sky – a hint of pink and more of the dark threatening clouds that have been passing through all day long dropping hailstones between some sunshine breaks.
I pass this little Wild Thing every day and thought it time I shared him with you. He brings lovely memories of reading Maurice Sendak’s Where the Wild Things Are to our children and latterly to the LiveWires. They may all have grown out of the story by now but I love having the little Wild Thing on our landing.
