Spring blossoms; a wonderful end to winter and a sign of things to come.
When we returned from our trip to the UK at the end of April, spring was well underway. Having left bare trees, we returned to see blossom appearing everywhere we looked.
The magnolia trees were spectacular. Pink and white and delicate. The scent of lilac filled the air. Azaleas were in bud, flowers bursting forth as the days went on. Others I can’t yet name, blooming and brightening our view.
Walking the garden became a feast for the senses. Bright reds and pretty pinks. Lavenders and whites. Perfume surrounding me.
As these blossoms fade, and spring turns to summer (in that overnight way that it does here in New England), they are being replaced with an array of different coloured rhododendrons, which deserve a post all to themselves!
But, now I know what to expect in this new garden of ours, anticipation of spring will take on new meaning next year.
Spring, you were wonderful and memories of spring blossoms will carry me through whatever next winter may throw at us.