I cannot possibly pick one favourite thing about this time of year. But, if you forced me, I would say the early light as it catches the fresh young oak leaves emerging from the hedgerow. How soft and delicate and new they are, greeting the sun for the first time. Probably. It might be that I saw a first wild strawberry flower this morning, and how I will now watch for the sweet treat every time I pass, hoping to get there before the birds.
What is your favourite thing about Spring?
