First crocus

This is the first crocus I've seen this year that hasn't been storm-battered. B and I went for a walk around the valley of Boundary Court estate (National Trust), ending up back in the village at the church. As we passed by, a coffin was borne into the church, accompanied by mourners, and the church clock struck twelve. No geese walked over my grave!

B the dog and I continued up a narrow path beside a large stone house with a sundial on its wall. It was there that I caught sight of this crocus. It's only a phone shot, but I was happy to see it. I also felt a little bit more fit today. Hurrah! Tomorrow will be my last dog walking day. I will miss B...