Sniffling the roses

The cold continues to hang around, but how can I be entirely grumpy when this is part of the view out the front door? We had the door open to the sunshine and the breeze this afternoon, while I snoozed and he worked. The dog monitored all.

Later on, a teeny bit of crafting even happened, in a sort of slow and lazy way. These are three scrap lavender bags, sweet smelling and bright-coloured, for a bit of summer when winter comes.