Time travelling

The air is thick with the smell of hawthorn blossom aka May and reminds me of the saying 'ne'er caste a clout 'til May is out'. In other words, summer hasn't arrived until this date. It took me back to the days of my childhood - Clarks sandals, gingham dresses and having to go to bed when it was still daylight!
On my way home from a local garden centre I saw this gorgeous sight in a field nearby, a field of buttercups, blue skies and fluffy white clouds. Summer really has arrived - hurrah!!