Tiny grape hyacinth are just pushing their way up from the ground, and I went out before lunch, Barley in tow, to take a few pictures.
Apparently, Barley didn't like the background, because he gently put his paw down behind it for a different look.
Then, a whiff... Hmmm, not bad...
but the smell of sausage from the kitchen...
that is ecstasy!