The gentle rains we had in April, stirred the flowers beneath the hardened soil.
So many flowers, a virtual orchestra, all blooming their individual colors, shapes and sizes at the same time.
It's lovely to see color once again in the garden.
"Winter is many months of the year
But now at last Maytime is here;
And birds sing from a leafy screen
In the trees and hedgerow freshly green;
And the wood-anemone is out in the shade,
With its blushing petals which too soon fade;
Once more the bracken is unfurling there,
And bluebells gently perfume the damp air."
~ Veronica Ann Twells, Maytime