Alas we are back to winter with a vengeance. Serves you right, it's telling us, for trying to escape.
In just a few short hours. (That's a flower planter under there, in case you wondered). As are these.
And that was before it snowed even more last night, so a kind friend with a snow blower had to come and dig us out again.
Returning, we found the front garden churned up as though a herd of elephants had been playing the Six Nations in it.
The deer must have been having fun. And who had been on the porch?