So, after one of the coldest winters on record it's been the driest March for fifty years, and with temperatures well above average. Very pleasant but also a little ominous.
Out in the countryside the hawthorn is greening up even as the blackthorn is still in blossom.
I've seen red-tailed bumble bees and orange-tipped and peacock butterflies.
And I like the way the elder sneaks into leaf without me noticing (but then I would wouldn't I).