Tea by the sea

I woke up this morning to a frosty garden and instead of smiling and nodding at me my plants are hanging their heads and feeling very sorry for themselves. I put on my hat and scarf and gloves and took Martha for a walk, is it really May? Perhaps a peek at one of my latest paintings will make you feel a bit warmer and we can pretend that the sun is warm and shining in a bright blue sky.