Spring Comes to London!

Daffodils are in all the parks

Greta's School- Chestnut Grove

This actually went by our front door- collecting scrap metal!

It feels like only yesterday that I was writing about a "winter wonderland," and now it looks like Spring has sprung. The bulbs are all blooming, and there are buds on the trees, the temp is mild, and the style seems to be shorts with tights underneath- it's spring time in London. And, it being England, everyone talks a lot about the weather. We are enjoying the warmer, longer days, and all is well.

It was straight back to work and school after our Prague/Vienna trip, so things have been busy. Steven has had a few Seattle restaurant projects to complete on deadlines, so he has been at the computer quite a lot. Greta has had some exams, which she is acing, and has been spending more time with her school friends- going in to town, to movies and museums; and she also had a visit from her Seattle friend, Evy. My work has been hectic, as the company is growing at an impressive speed, recruiting hundreds more customers each week. And I have been training for various "tasks" in the office, so have had different responsibilities and varying shifts. Franny has been doing all her usual football training and matches, plus graduated from a Primary Practice course at the local hospital, competing in the school netball tournament, studying for the SATs (not the same tests as in the US), and prepping for the National competition of Primary Engineering in Manchester later this month. She is probably the busiest of us all!

We're looking forward to a visit from Steven's parents in a week's time, and then have friends planning to come out nearly each month for the remainder of our stay. It will be great to see everyone. And Steven was up in Devizes last week, helping Grandma to pack up her house for the impending move to a smaller place in an assisted living community (finally!). He got back yesterday and noticed the French porcelain espresso cups that I had bought at a charity shop and nearly shouted, "No more stuff, I don't want anything else brought into the house after seeing all the work it is to pack it all up and get rid of it!" To be fair, he had spent the last few days taking things to the tip, after years of Grandma's accumulating. How are we ever going to get everything back to Seattle? Ah well, don't want to think too much about that just yet...

Crossing the Thames on our bikes

Fulham Football Stadium