As warm and bright as a summers day. On our way back from the pre-lunch walk we pass a couple heading to the car park. Their arms laden with daffodils. I smile at this sign of Spring.
As we turn the corner by the Salle de Fetes the source of the daffodils becomes apparent. The couple have pretty much picked all the flowers along the ditch by the gate. A few solitary specimens survive along the side wall.
Bob looks horrified that this could have happened on his watch.