With an overcast morning, I took the opportunity to add to my series looking down on the back garden. An overcast day is “God’s softbox” – an even light that doesn’t end up with overexposed highlights and shadows too dark to see (or, with sensor limitations, record) any details.
If you look back to last month, you would be forgiven for thinking I’d got them in the wrong order. This looks more like high summer (see all those flowers now out in the bed by the polytunnel) and the birch tree in the pot has fewer yellow leaves than it did last time (drought stress, I think).
It probably won’t be spring-like by next month but we’ll see what else has come into flower.