I am such a delicate pansy! My total exposure to the sun so far this year is just a few short minutes. Pink and ouchy. Wandering from home to work, then office to canteen and back again, then office to bus stop and on into town (oh the suburban drudgery)! Now I look like the photo of me you can see on the right – freckled hen. That’s ok though, freckles mean summer. We can breathe out, relax, it’s here now. Today I saw the blue sky by raising my head and squiniting at the sun, rather than by looking down and seeing grey stormclouds reflected in the oily puddles.