It's going to be 6°on Wednesday in Newcastle which means it will be even colder on the coast. In England that temperature is the psychological equivalent of getting caught in an arctic blizzard naked. While in my Canadian mind anything above 0° isn't really winter (I do realise we're still two months away from official winter but we all know that crisp and lovely autumn days are shortlived), I still can't deal with the cold, so in that way I fit in well with the Brits.
Instead of lamenting the arrival of dwarfed days where it's pitch black at 3 pm - who's up for some mid-afternoon clubbing? - I've decided to keep my head sunshiney and spring-like by indulging in some flower therapy, in the form of of photos I haven't posted before, from my house, neighbourhood and the natural wonderland that is Northumberland. I could live forever in a field like the one below. For more, including the Quarry Garden at Belsay which is one of my most favourite places on earth, see here.
All photos by Denise Grayson @ The Swelle Life