Bunch of happy

I always see daffs as happy flowers when they are all bunched together for some reason. I love big bunches all crammed together in the vase.

Nothing much of interest happening. In a day of workout, cleaning a bathroom, long walk then some gardening, the highlight was a visit from our local sparrowhawk who swooped in to the garden as I was washing the dishes. He/she landed on the grass, hopped over to where Mr B scratches about (luckily he was not around) then sat on the fence for a wee while. Beautiful bird.