The tally this week has been:

one of the Lady Gagas of the flower perfume world

A pot full of knicker-pink hyacinths which are now blasting out their unsubtle perfume across my sitting room. Word of advice – don’t Google any phrase including the word ‘knicker’. Unless that’s your thing, of course, in which case I’ll see you back here in 20 minutes πŸ˜‰

In a more long-lasting version, I’ve ordered myself a pair of tiny silver earrings in the shape of primroses. I wanted something I could wear every day to remind myself of how much I’ve achieved. It is easy for me to discount that at the moment, as it becomes less teeth-grittingly difficult on a day to day basis, and I don’t want to forget it.

Spring flowers. Hope in the darkness. Focusing on that today.