This week spring has properly arrived here in North Devon. The trees are in bud, the garden is coming alive and the birdsong is incredible. I was watching an episode of Countryfile on catch up yesterday about the smell of spring in the soil and how the rain sends the scent molecules up into the air so we get that incredible smell telling us Spring is on the way, I thought it was absolutely fascinating. Especially as that smell, and the grass smell as everyone gets their lawnmowers dusted off and working again, is one of my favourite things about the season.
I thought I'd share the others, and I'd love to hear yours in the comments too!
Longer evenings - more time to dig!
Magnolia trees in bloom. The village is full of gorgeous old specimens and I love driving past and admiring them.
Baby lambs leaping about in the fields.
Daffodils in the grass - is there anything lovelier that turning a corner and coming across a bank of bright yellow?
Blossom on the trees, the blackthorn is smothered with it at the moment and it's glorious.
Mini eggs. Even better, mini eggs in rice crispie cake nests.
The sun on your skin, finally.
Frogspawn. I used to love wiggling my fingers in a cloud of baby tadpoles. Now I'm an adult I know better than to play with them but I still love to watch.
Bumblebees, fat and buzzing sleepily around the garden. They are loving the muscari and fritillaries at the moment.
Spring cleaning - throwing open the windows, clearing out the rubbish and tackling those cobwebs that have taken up residence over winter.
And best of all, lighting the woodurner because we want to, not because without it we'll freeze. A real fire is such a luxury when you don't need it to heat your house!
My very talented husband took this photo nearly a year ago. Hard to imagine Imogen this small, and very much looking forward to getting some more photos on her in the bluebells in a few weeks. If we can get her to stay still long enough of course!