Balmy weather, the garden going crazy, cherries on the cherry tree, and I am stuck in my study, working. No, not writing, which is what I long for, but dealing with the purple piles of coursework form the exam board I work for. But if I work really really hard I should get it done, then I can get my writing life back. not to mention my study, which has 3 boxes of work sitting on the hearthrug. Onwards and Upwards.