All looks fantastic. Sorry you are missing the worst weather of the winter here, snow sleet and more to come.
Take care
Love
Mum

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
this could be heaven or this could be hell
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor
Two bloody scabby limey tourists
giggling and farting, doing me bloody head in
'keep the noise down' i cried. this definitely is hell
aint going there again