SPRING. It's the first day of spring here in New Zealand, and I'm so profoundly relieved winter is over that I might cry. It was grey and cold and dark, and I need to feel sunshine and see flowers and smell freshly cut grass and pine needles once again.
I've foregone my TBR pile of late in order to get more and more books out of the library, but in my defence it's been fun revisiting Enid Blyton and all her "jolly goods". Along with that this month has been a really mixed bag: a Marple mystery, another take on Howards End, and a collection of BBC/ITV dramas.
That said, I don't have much to say about many of these books/films/shows, so in compensation I've written screeds on Star Wars Rebels and a Russian fantasy-flick called I Am Dragon.
