The temperatures have changed dramatically here over the last few days.
Having gotten really cold, with the thermometer approaching zero- (I had to wrap up my lemon tree in fleece) it has suddenly decided it is summer again and we have been eating lunch on the terrace in temperatures of 20 C and over.

This morning I noticed for the first time that the sun was also creeping down the passage from the new back French Window.
Now this had been all blocked up by the previous encumbant , M. Le Curé , who had made a downstairs loo there which we had moved.
It has suddenly struck me that we might discover ourselves with a direct alignment with the sun and by the Midwinter Solstice the sun might creep all the ways up to the front door.

Eat your heart out Newgrange.