..and they were all YELLOW

I must begin by wishing you all , old friends and new (and I notice quite a few new!) the warmest, sunniest welcome from me to you all.

I have been a little MIA last week and have not visited you which I dislike. Especially if you have taken the time to leave me a comment, which is much much appreciated. It has been tres hectic here Down the Lane, but only with dull stuff that must be attended to!

I can tolerate this grey leaden weather when it is puntuated by Yellow.

Wonderful lemony yellow daffy~down ~dillies, row after row.

Singing, zinging yellow with tangerine faces.

I took these photos in February 2008.

So glad I did as I needed an injection of spring and these have done the trick

I was not in Kent but far away in the most South Western tip of our land...

"At the far end of England, a land of rocks and moorland stretches itself out into a blue-green sea. Between it's high headlands lie tiny sheltering harbours where the fishing boats hide when the winter storms are blowing."

Antonia Barber "THE MOUSEHOLE CAT"

I love the opening lines of the Mousehole Cat, whenever I read them to a little one I long to be spirited away there at once.

This chap is not so fond of the Mousehole cat, or any of our feline friends but he is mad about Kernow.

I whispered to him that we are off tommorrow and he whimpered in anticipation and jumped off his bed, bouncing towards the door.

So yes, we are off to Cornwall for a few weeks.

There shall be much re-charging of batteries ( I find that pasties help with this enormously!)

Once there, we are pretty much incommunicado, no technology has reached our far flung bolt-hole yet! I am secretly quite glad of this! No e-mail checking for Mr.Lane.

So forgive my silence and I will catch up with you all on our return.

In the meantime I send you all a Cornish Daffodil to brighten your days, look how they shine for you!

Sarah xXx