Cherry Blossom

Isn’t this a lovely walk to work?

The sun is still out - I suspect it will have worn itself out soon and decide to take the rest of the year off - the trees are all in blossom, so the walk across the meadows is like passing through an honour guard. It’s only a shame the destination isn’t more exciting.

The only issue is that whenever I see the trees in blossom, I have a period where I can’t get that song out of my head. All together now:

“Cherry pink and apple blossom white ......”