I love nothing better on a cold, rainy morning to snuggle deep in my bed with as many blankets piled on top of me as I can stand. Getting out of bed on a dreary wet morning is not my idea of a good morning. However, I have three young children who I happen to home educate and slumbering away on a rainy morning is something I can no longer do.

So, I may get five extra minutes of rest under that huge pile of blankets, but then I am up and ready to start our day. Sadly, this week has been a typical spring day in the windy city. Cold, blustery, wet, windy, murky, grey . . . I think you get the picture. There was a reprieve the other day after lunch and I thought I would quickly nip outdoors to take some photos of my flowers before they all blew away or died.