There are relatively few blooms in the garden despite some unseasonally high temperatures at the start of the month. The apricot blossom has already finished and the other fruit trees have still a while to go.
Colour is still provided mainly by the bulbs – but what colour. There are several daffodil varieties still to open but those that are brighten up every day, while the purple hyacinth ‘Peter Stuyvesant’ is stunning. The combination of the two is a joy.
The only tulip to yet show its face is a new addition, a stunning early-flowering red double, if a little short in height. It will have to be planted in front of the daffodils for next year.
The wild flowers growing on the margins and in the grass are giving as much pleasure as any bought plant. The cowslips, still few in number, are a delight and there have never been so many violets, a result, I understand, of the long winter and the cold start to spring.
And there is a pretty white interloper in the herb garden. I don’t know what it is, but it is far too pretty to call a weed. I will move it once the flowers have faded.
While there is still so much brown earth visible, the compensation is that I can savour and enjoy each and every flower, something impossible to do later in the year when the individual blooms are lost in the sheer profusion of colours and textures.
The view from the potting shed 
I actually think spring is the prettiest time of the year, maybe as it is so longed for.
I do like you white weed – at the end of the day a weed is just a plant in the wrong place!
The white wild flower is almost certainly cerastium cerastoides aka starwort mouse-ear. Thank you to Helen from Toronto for pointing me in the right direction.