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Best buds

Spring is definitely busting out all over now!  Despite strong cold winds, due to be even colder next week (groan), trees and spring flowers are responding to their inner time clocks and bursting into life.

A walk round my favourite field revealed fat leaf buds unfolding.
As I walked past a huge willow tree I could hear buzzing.  I have just finished a beekeeping course so I am rather tuned in to the sound of buzzing.  Looking up, I could see the pollen-laden catkins being visited by lots of happy bees!  It was a beautiful tree, especially with the sunlight catching the top boughs.
In the little copse near home there are lots of primroses flowering, and a few cowslips.  There are lots more to come.  There are quite a few fruits trees in there too, and larch trees, which are also in flower.





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