In the garden Spring is in the air.
The Amelanchier just outside the conservatory window was full of blossom, although the winds of the last few days have started to blow petals all over the plants below. They drift around like little snowflakes.
Our night time visitors are still around. Arriving at dusk, they are easily spotted. I love the way they feel safe enough to sit for a while before moving on.
Earlier in the week we visited the Derbyshire town of Belper. We were there to catch up with two of my relatives, who both live in the town. One, who is now a sprightly 89, is the daughter of my grandmother's youngest brother. The other is the granddaughter of my grandmother's sister. We exchanged family news and had a lovely meal at a place called Denby Lodge, in the pottery village of Denby.
We visited Hem Heath Woods again to see if the bluebells were in flower. They were, although some paths had been closed to stop people and dogs trampling on the delicate blooms.
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