The seasons can be a bit bonkers.
I am tippety tapping this in late May - here in Milton Keynes we are having a bit of a heat wave punctuated by dramatic thunder storms.
But I am having a little photo sort out and edit and remembered that back in April I saved a few photos under the title " Spring - what spring?"
And back then the cold and the wet seemed interminable - would it ever end?
Spring flowers did their best, but dog walks seemed to be a constant battle with the mud.
Even the monk at Bradwell Abbey was beyond saturated. I think he was beginning to get wet rot!
Mind you, my daffs were a joy. They flowered for weeks on end. They love it a bit chillsome.
And my tulips were showing signs of promise and delight (Oh - I do love a tulip!)
And as the days got longer we enjoyed some lovely dog walks. This little corner is at a local graveyard at Bradwell Village.
And then, down by the railway line - just look at that blossom. Hawthorn, I think.
A very short while later the tulips did their wonderful thing! Did you tell you how much I love a tulip?
That is a lavender behind. Looks a bit grey but I forgive it because the bees just love the flowers.
Spring seemed long and wet and grey. But now my tulips seem but a distant memory.
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