For the first time in three years there is blossom on the cherry trees.
I have slaved over these trees since we took over the property. There better be cherries.
The peas are hanging on
ignore the weeds-I am.
We have new neighbours.
They have cut down a great number of trees-this is one of three piles. There is significantly more light on our property. The bed at the side of the house, where roses languished in deep shade, will now get afternoon sun. My plans to relocate them are on hold.
I'm sure this lovely time is just a teaser and gloomy skies will return but what's to do but enjoy every minute.
|bluebells in the kitchen window|