We spent Easter weekend in Yorkshire. It was lovely to be back 'home', albeit briefly.
I did my usual tidy-up in the garden and by the stream side.
The front garden is tiny, which is just as well since I'm only in residence every now and then. The white daffodils were just going over but there was lots of promise for things to come. I staked healthy-looking delphiniums and peonies.
The millstone that used to be set into the wall of the building had to be rediscovered from beneath a blanket of moss. The pebbles will have originally come from the river but I moved them from the stable floor before we started the conversion.
This carving of work in progress shows one of the two grind stones still in place in the wall. I would have liked to have kept them in position but it was them or windows and in the end I opted for windows!
We had a bit of weather while we were there!
And on Sunday got soaked on the moor top.
(Our own fault for not putting on our waterproof trousers.)
The First Born came up from London to join us.
Blackthorn blossom everywhere
and when we'd clambered out of our wet clothes there was the consolation of chocolate!