Today the weather was glorious : spring at last. I wanted to take Amy for a long walk through the woods to enjoy the green shoots and the blossom but we only got as far as the roundabout at the bottom of the road. Last Thursday my back lost out in an argument with a potted palm tree and I am still walking with a strange, doubled-up posture. I managed to take a picture of the trees on the roundabout. In the words of the old song, that will have to do, until the real thing comes along.