I had almost given up hope of taking any blossom photos this week. There's some around where we live but it's all in people's gardens and I didn't think they'd be pleased with me just walking in with my camera. However, on the walk to pick Freya up from school on Friday night, I noticed … Continue reading My Weekend Photo – March 24th, 2019.
"April is the cruelest month," according to T S Eliot in his long and complex poem, The Waste Land. This line came back to me recently as I stood and watched heavy rain almost beat the blossom from the trees. I'm sure that's not what he had in mind when he wrote it but it … Continue reading A Celebration Of April Blossom.