Bud

Treading on the crunching grass with the sun rising behind the hill, the heat was starting to melt the ice. The trees and shrubs were starting to drip into the gorgeous golden light that was flooding the garden.

This rosebud looked so very delicate with the droplets totally smothering the petals catching the first rays.

Only time for a quick cuppa and then out for day two of my course. Hitting a country pub tonight for some comfort food I feel!