Season transitioning

This past weekend was a case in point.
Saturday morning there was a heavy frost and ice in the birdbath. Icy cold wind and precipitation threatening most of the day.
It did fall during the night.
Sunday was a glorious sunny warm day! We drove to the coast through a gorgeous sunny landscape with such visibility that we saw the Cheviot on the way there covered in SNOW! And then saw the blue blue sea with the Cheviot at our backs. Very rare such extreme visibility.
The trip across country and the small towns like Rothbury and Alnwick was truly fun.I was singing most of the trip, my inane made-up on the spot songs...poor driver!
We got to Seahouses on the coast and could see Bamburgh castle over the golden dunes, Lindisfarne and the Farne islands as well. Quite amazing.
Just a couple of hours from our valley.
Snow and sun.
We took a lovely walk through the wee fishing village and onto the pier.
Then we visited friends who were having a house warming on the most perfect of days.
Met a crime writer, a poet and some other literary folk!
The feast was impressive and our hosts are lovely people. My favourite couple in the area in fact.
Drove home via Scotland and Yeavering Bell of the famous cup and ring marks.
Coming home I felt sure that SPRING had indeed arrived.
Planted white geraniums in cobalt blue pots to celebrate.