Saturday 21st March - running away!

No, not really,  but that's what it felt like...

We made the most of a cheerful day, driving off to the same Village Stores and Café that we visited last weekend for an early lunch/late second breakfast. It was a bit of an adventure getting there; we turned off the main road into the lane and found ourselves face to face with a low-loader parked o  the wrong side of the road and facing the wrong way! We were wedged between the curb and the driver's cab, with nowhere to go but backwards into the main road. We'll, I'm here now this evening,  writing this, so you can assume we successfully reversed into a stream of traffic, flung the car into drive and got ourselves out of difficulties. 

'I think I know where there's a back road into the village', I said, and it turns out I was right. We wended our way along a twisty turny uppy downy lane, dodging several heavily laden groups of scouts just setting off on an overnight hike across the Downs. Their starting point turned out to be the village hall next to the shop and café,  handy for stocking up on last-minute sweets and chocolate. I hope they had packed warm sleeping bags; the nights are still pretty cold.

We had an excellent meal; the Forge Full Breakfast for BB, the Forge Small Breakfast for he. Basically the same, except his seemed to be two of everything and mine just one of everything.

We had a lovely drive home through little lanes instead of main roads, checking out more possible cafes for future expeditions. 

Many of the trees are in leaf now. In just a few weeks the whole colour palette of the countryside has changed from grey and brown to green and yellow,

Just recently I've starting adding tiny sketches to the page-a-day diary I keep of the day's events. You can tell from the handwriting that they are roughly the size of a postage stamp.

Mothering Sunday crochet daisies 

Steak for Sunday Lunch

A day of paperwork 

I'd forgotten I'd added daffodils to my grocery order

a friend was going away and brought me the bunch of irises she'd been given as they were still fresh

A little posy of flowers for March

I'm enjoying doing them; because they are so small I don't have to worry about details! Thinking back, I did this for a couple of months during the summer of 2020, to keep a record of high points of each day. The pictures were a little bigger, so I was able to include a bit more. I'm keeping these small in order to have enough room for the writing.