Somewhere over the rainbow...

 Way up high.

 There's a land that I've heard of.

Once in a lullaby.

 The garden becomes so beautiful in Spring after the April showers.
All the colours crisp, distinct, vibrant, varied, strong and beautiful.
Everything is anew, washed, hopeful and full of life.
Every little aspect is precious and unique.
It never fails to amaze me, each and every year.
Spring is by far my favourite season.
It really is a place of dreams.

Today seemed a long day.  Bar-graphs seemed an impossible concept to grasp and talking seemed the only thing my children wanted to do.  Fridays are such hard work especially with such an antsy-class as mine!  They've been difficult since they were in Year 1.  I dreaded music lessons with them even then! You can always tell when a class is going to be 'lively'! But it's the weekend and I have a weekend of Brahms Symphony no.3 and other orchestral delights to look forward to. Plus the opportunity to see my Dad- a rare delight! There's always hope on the horizon!  I am always so happy when it's the weekend as we all are.

I decided to wear my thrifted vintage M&S madras check dress again like I did a few weeks ago but decided to try and wear it in a different way! (yay, the ubiquitous blogger remix).  Here's how I wore it last time! Worn with New Look daisy-top, Primark blue pumps bought for Lindy-hopping, Claire's necklace and bracelet and recently-mended, childhood favourite purple parrot earrings.

Hope you are well and happy!