There was a touch of knitting.
There was foraging for blackberries. Nothing beats the taste of freshly picked free fruit by the riverside. Little E agrees with me on this.
There were strawberries to be found. I can't believe that we are still picking them in April.
It took a while, but it finally got hot. the paddling pool was scrubbed down and we got our feet wet.
It was busy, and so much of it went by in a blur. It's time to rest, even if only for a little bit. I'm off to put on the kettle, make myself a lemon honey drink and kick this hint of a cold.