In a tiny Ayrshire village, down the winding hill
past the village school
right next door to the village hall
are the recycling bins.
All pink, petaly and pretty. I've missed all the blossom etc this Spring. Missed my run and seeing my little corner of the world come slowly to life with the first rays of sun.
My little trip to the recycling bins was well rewarded yesterday. pink, pink, pink, all around and everywhere. My very own blossom show.