I almost missed them.
The rows of apple, peach and pear trees covered in delicate white and pink blossoms. A brilliant display of Spring. A blanket of petals over the countryside.
I decided to head down the road, to our local orchards, and spend a few minutes walking through the trees.
A light Sring shower had left the grass damp and the petals dripping the last of the evening rain.
I was so happy I didn't miss them alltogether.
I even cut a few budding Lilacs. I'm looking forward to them opening, and their sweet fragrance filling the house.