Lucy’s Tulips

My Mother’s Day tulips have minds of their own it seems and instead of pulling together in the vase are hell bent on trying to escape.

Winter returned to day with half hearted flurries snow and a temperature of 4° feeling like 1°. I made the mistake of leaving the house without a hat but was quickly reminded of the omission when the cold wind whistled through my hair. I do hope this is just a blip
( pardon the pun) before the temperature rises again.

With Covid being rampant here in Edinburgh my book group decided it would have today’s meeting on Zoom to spare a member who is shielding at the moment. I thought my days of Zoom were over but not so.