Here in our garden there's one true sign that spring has arrived – the blossoming of our old plum tree.

 

She pretties herself up with masses of frothy white blossom and if you wander around the garden at dusk there's such a delicate, beautiful scent in the air – for me the signature scent of spring.

 

It's late this year though. When I look back at previous years posts about blossoming they were all in february or march and this year here we are in April.

Still better late than never as they say! Time to get planting the veg beds in earnest now.