Morello, Stella and White Cherry Greengage, for the first time And so many pears…
…and we shall have snow… …and a freezing wind, as I added the wooden beams to the chicken run… …and a gorgeous shot of five-week old Libby
Beeflies everywhere Greater spotted woodpecker And my tulips, continuing to bloom, in spite of the frost
On a balmy Maundy Thursday, I worked on the chicken house all day… My first ever tulips are beautiful My magnolia has more flowers this year The stone fruit trees are about to burst into blossom
…feel the sun on my back today …and the back room was warm in the afternoon… …and there are over 200 daffodils in the garden.
Beautiful pink nectarine and peach blossom A baby shrew Celandines, just breaking through on the verge
Beginning to understand that being liked is not a prerequisite for being effective. And I shouldn’t be afraid to think and act disruptively, if the goals are objective.
Mother’s Day is always a challenge. So much celebration to be seen and heard, but only emptiness for me, and for my siblings. We hope she’s proud of us.
Stars. Owls. My breath in the still cold air.
In the rain and wind. But with primroses on the bank. And there are young calves in the field behind.