Tulip

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Things seem to be on the up: our immediate family is now fully vaccinated, the rest on their way. Our Welsh Covid restrictions are lifting gradually, the first phase starting on Monday, and we've got a visit on the way from family-members from England as the embargo lifts. Today has been a glorious day, albeit sharply cold this evening, and we've had the first real bonfire this year, managing to see off the first pile of clearings from our parking area down the High street. We've a tonne of limestone chippings to put down there too, to try and level the potholes that have formed over the years. To top it all, one of our tulips decided to open up to the sunshine: a glorious herald of hopefully warmer times over the next few weeks.

 

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