not to mention the actual primroses and primulas in flower beds, and the surviving roses and dog-roses.
Yes, the apple and pear trees are in blossom too, along with other things I don't recognise, and the tree just outside here, American thing whose name I have annoyingly forgotten (duh!)*, big purply-pink flowers now shedding dead brown petals onto the grass.
Cock pheasant in all his glory, hen in attendance, and a couple of fat grey guineafowl strutting and waddling on the back lawn. I've never thought of myself as a lucky man but I must be one on some level.
*Just checked: it's a magnolia, used sometimes as a girl's first name. There's a song: 'Take a pair of laughing eyes ...( etc. etc. ) ... And what've you got? You've got Magno-o-lia!'.
An old record I remember. When I used to listen to it back in the day it didn't occur to me that I would eventually be sort of in it.
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