The first mozzie of the season has arrived. This means it's definitely spring. One sniff out the front door confirms it, as does the blossom dripping from half the trees around.
Bryan has mown the front lawn - usually unnecessary, but the local wallabies and wombats are too lazy just now to eat the grass under the garden table, so we have the scent of freshly cut grass to add to all the perfumes adding to "spring fever".