These grey, wet days in the UK can’t help but make me slow to jump out of bed. Even the birds aren’t tweeting this morning. At least Mr C’s garden veggies are drinking up the drizzle, it must be like a spa holiday for them.

Luckily I took a few snaps while in France of some bright blooms (in one of the photos you can see two grown men frolicking in the distance – I’m going to pretend I don’t know them!), looking at these periodically should help me through until the spring we know and love arrives:

French Tulips

French Flower Bed

Climbing Roses

– Miss C x