The blossom on the wild cherry is perfection in its white delicacy.
In the garden the intense yellow green sings of May, here smyrnium perfolitatum, a triennial.
And here euphorbia characias. If I were an insect I would live in it.
Or maybe in these magnolias. Look at the thick creamy sculpted flowers. What a home they would make.
Out in the orchard the apple trees are coming into flower.
And in the pots in front of the house an explosion of orange tulips: Ballerina, Hermitage and Couleur Cardinal. Can we just hold the moment for a little longer?