Election Day

We have voted: that is, we have spread out our postal votes over the kitchen table, and puzzled out who to vote for, and what goes in which envelope, and then we walked down to the Spiritualist church which is our polling station, and handed them in. On the way back up the hill I paused to take a picture of someone's front garden:

I wanted to take a picture of the bluebells, but the dandelion insisted on jumping into the limelight.

( Details of the election - only if you're interested! )

It was a beautiful sunny morning when I opened the door this morning to bring in the milk and the recycling box; it is beautiful and sunny now. But while we were out, the sky was low and grey, and the cold breeze hardened into an icy shower.