Sometimes I forget what a lovely area I live in and then this happens.
I was cycling on a country road barely wide enough for a single car, and the first thing that hits me is not a tractor, as you might expect, but the most powerful smell of pollen I've ever had in my life.
Then I saw the field and was compelled to stop and gawp.
Take that, Winter!
Published on April 27, 2014 09:14