Despite the hayfever this is my favourite time of year for the fields where we walk the dogs. The season transforms them from muddy fields where cows plod to summer meadows where the buttercups are calf-high, the May blossom (hawthorn blossom) covers the trees and the cow parsley lines the side of the beck.
Every year I go tissues in hand, sneezing and coughing, whilst the dogs roam and romp, racing through the buttercups getting overheated in the June sun, their tongues lolling and their coats picking up a mass of pollen and plant spores.
So it was this morning when we walked.
I hope you too have been able to enjoy the glorious sunshine we've had this weekend.