Spring blossom

As I popped out for my lunchtime wander today, I couldn't help noticing how full some of the trees were bursting with the most perfect fluffy blossom!

I then came across a road lined with trees of the pinkest blossom.

As I was gazing up at the pinkness, a man in a green hat stopped and turned to ask me if we spoke last year. I told him it couldn't have been me since I wasn't here last year - the man then explained that around this time last year he'd spoken to someone on this road about trees, and they looked like me. How odd! (And lovely.)

Minutes later, a young woman passing then stopped to show me some photos she'd taken that morning of two parakeets eating in the very tree I'd been looking up at.

I'm clearly not the only Londoner with a love for trees! And at a time when a global epidemic is pushing people apart, it's lovely to see people coming together because of something as simple and perfect as spring blossom.