Sprung

Driving alongside the park yesterday morning on the way to church and walking by the river during my lunch break just now it was very apparent that spring has arrived. Daffodils and blossom everywhere. Ducklings on the river. And lambs in the field on the way to work too. It's all very lovely and stuff, but it's September. My seasonal body-clock is in a right mess. I'm dreading a summer Christmas. I guess I should just enjoy the sunshine, but I do wonder how long it will take me to get used to having Spring in September.