The blossom's out all over, though none more so than along the banks of Red Rise Brook. It's a riot of bright white flower blossom along there at the moment, swathes of blackthorn are putting on a proper show. It's a really good year for blossom in the forest too. Amongst the sea of white a beautiful apple tree coming into blossom, there's something special about the the scent of apple blossom, something heady and magical; I can't pass apple blossom without taking a moment or two to breath it in. It smelt lovely too. Just one of springs little pleasures.
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