Spring?

What a difference a week makes

A couple of weeks later than usually expected, finally the first day where you really don't want a jacket when you're out in the garden.

At last, at the very end of a week's doing not a lot, the first day I could actually sensibly do anything in the garden, and then sit out at the picnic table to blog about it.

Later: having not latched the patio door properly, the Tonks got their first unauthorized sneak outdoors, coming as far as the edge of the patio, before I noticed -- at which point they turned tail and ran back to safety.