
The slightest hint of sunshine, and we Brits just can’t help ourselves.

The slightest hint of sunshine, and we Brits just can’t help ourselves.

Towards the sea, Isle of Eigg.

A sea of gold.

Ripening nicely in my garden.

Set against an uncommonly blue sky.

I strongly feel the need for a few of these just now.

Blossom in my garden.