The low sun lit the euphorbia tops - they shimmered as they blew about in the breeze.
A plank across the little stream The gardener - or children playing?
Silvery bark against blue sky
What a wide beak the robin has when it sings
As the breeze blew its feathers ruffled but it still carried on singing
The bark around the snowdrops made them easier to photograph
Another robin - or the same one - flitted down to sit on the back of a bench.
Sunlight on the trees
Looking up through the wonderful shapes of the bare trees against the blue sky
Sunlight through tender new shoots
Fragile hydrangea skeletons
A tangle of furry buds
Sunlit remains of a plant by the pond
Tall bare tree trunks now festooned with ivy
Thank you very much for joining me.
I hope to add a post about my exhibition soon.