Blossom Walk

The woofer's play park just got a whole lot more interesting. Despite the dull, grey day this was a popular spot at lunch time; if the sun comes out at the weekend I imagine it will be choc-a-bloc!

It certainly made our walk today even nicer than usual - not that the woofer appreciated it. He was disappointed that the increase in numbers of people meant that he missed out on his off lead time.

And Spring arose on the garden fair,
Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast
rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.
Percy Bysshe Shelley