I baked bread. I've never been quite so excited to get my hands on a bag of flour and the bread was simply delicious. Minimal effort for maximum reward : )
Our afternoon walks have continued. Lily insisted I take a photograph of these bluebells which appeared to us all at once through a gap in a wall.
The last of the spring lambs have appeared in the fields.
The wild garlic has flowered, covering the woodland floor with a carpet of white.
Mog has remained in a permanent state of sedentary bliss.
The number of ducklings at the river appear to have increased.
Lily chalked a blue heart on a rock for the NHS workers.
And still insists on talking to the cows.
I got a craving for scones and used the last of my flour to bake some. I ate one fresh and warm, straight from the oven.
In the garden the sweet peas have grown fast and the strawberries have begun to flower.