…for spring to come.
This week, we have all been struck by nasty viruses. It is the part of parenthood that nothing can prepare you for – tending to sick children night after night and then getting ill yourselves. It will pass, as sure as spring will come (and funnily, we always get most sick not in winter but when spring is around the corner).
Ah…longing for the signs of spring – and this week I have been rewarded, encouraged, despite feeling dreadful. It is truly my most anticipated time of the year. My heart leapt when the weather man said that its going to be warm (13 degrees celcius no less!) by the end of the week. Glee!
Through the tiredness, I have continued nipping and sticking – the outdoor mosaic butterfly is now finished and looking stunning (pics to come in the week). In the meantime, we continue to guzzle hot lemon and honey, olive leaf tea (thank you dear tree in the garden) and eating raw garlic. Any other remedies you can suggest? All most gratefully received!
