Some of the trees are starting to show some spring colour.
Splashes of colour on the river banks.
If you've never been thrilled to the very edges of your soul by a flower in spring bloom, maybe your soul has never been in bloom. ~Audra Foveo
A drift of wild violets.
The splendour of the rose and the whiteness of the lily do not rob the little violet of its scent nor the daisy of its simple charm. If every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its loveliness. ~Therese of Lisieux
A recently pollarded tree puts its arms up in surrender.
People are anticipating warmer weather.
And the river is looking beautiful.
Every spring is the only spring - a perpetual astonishment. ~Ellis Peters