Burning bush?

I sometimes bemoan the fact that the pieris in our garden is more subtle in its colouring than many we see in other places - paler red, variegated leaves - but this morning I thought it looked rather good. Like a burning bush, really - a small fire in a corner of the garden.

I spent ages trying to capture a photo of another sign of spring - our extraordinary birch tree is sporting hugh catkins a the moment - but they were swinging so wildly in the wind that a decent photo proved too hard without at least one other pair of hands to steady them.