Dog and I are about to go for a walk.  I long for Spring and some sunshine to arrive.  Too cold.  Too wet.  Reconciled to Dog needing a bath on return.  We are so lucky that we can walk from the house to the Ridgeway.  West Berkshire and the Downs with the rolling hills are so beautiful.  And, despite the pretty villages and clipped lawns, there is nothing twee about my county.