Patio Days: February's jewel

Saturday was one of those jewels that so enliven the British winter. A bright, crisp morning gilded by the sun, which having burned off the last of dawn’s mist, set to work on mitigating the 2.5c temperature.

That was good enough for me. The quite shelter of our patio caught the full glory of the winter sunshine and with no breeze, it was warm enough for me to enjoy my breakfast coffee al-fresco. All in all it’s my favourite sort of day. Fresh, dry, full of promise.

The aroma of the dark roast aribica coffee, the warmth of the sun and the song of the birds were a sensual delight. Sitting back at the table, eyes closed, I soaked in the song of the Robin, Blue-tit, Chaffinch and raucous ‘Jack-jack’ of our friendly neighbourhood Jackdaw gang.