
In the hedges, hawthorn seems less thorny covered
in white baubles...

that burst out green-ness


and the blackthorn winter is a welcome one...
a farewell to the "holly and ivy winter"


Meanwhile, down in Westonbirt arboretum more
delicate blooms abound....



Not a late frost but carpetting drifts of wood anenome..

blooms of pink, blooms of blue








Some yellow even.....

What is more.....I saw my first swallow
(although only poetic licence would say it
was today, neat though that truth would be
to my blog!)...on Thursday evening. one more
of them and it must be summer!









































