After a cold and foggy Sunday morning sleeping in, we re-animated our carcasses and set out with high expectations that it would lift into a better day.

And just as we arrived at one of our favourite outdoor cafes, the sun emerged to soak us in that cold warm that melts the winter funk right off your face.

As if a switch had been thrown, out of the white appeared dogs and bikes and couples and families, and some topless jogging dude sporting an eighties sweatband and lycra shorts that had even higher expectations than ours.

I wasn’t actually planning on taking any photos today, but I had my camera in my bag (Im trying to get in the habit of carrying it around most of the time…just in case). So here are a couple of shots.