Of course I like Spring: I love Spring. It's just that when it finally arrives it can be just a touch.... gaudy, vulgar. All those garish, yellow daffs and pink camellias. It's a bit of a shock after a soft, monochrome winter. Last year we planted the palest, lemon-yellow magnolia: the flowers are just opening and it looks like faded Chinese silk against the duck-egg blue sky.
This evening on the dog walk a dainty, white blossom tree was magical with a backdrop of pale sky and sliver of new moon.