I entered the garden after a long absence and gasped at the lush beauty before me.
The garden was verdant and welcoming with dappled shade and sunlit corners. The grass had been newly mown and that lovely scent mingled with the perfume of roses to sweetly guide my way around the garden.
It was a warm day for Spring and this seemed to intensify the colours and scents. For some reason it felt as though I was walking through a Van Gogh painting come to life - perhaps the blue of the sky and the tulips and irises blooming had a little to do with that.
A bore water sprinkler lazily spun, the hiss and splash of water a soothing accompaniment to my wandering.