Mum's Front Garden.

Years ago when Mum and Dad moved into their brand new house, with me as a baby, the gardens were just areas of clay with builders rubble. However, they designed the way they wanted them to be and gradually they  grew into wonderful areas of tranquility. These days, Mum has a gardener who takes greta care maintaining the garden. This was taken this morning as the first of the little Daffodils begin to flower among the Hellibores. I think Dad would have been pleased.