Hawthorn and washing

This morning I went to the gym at the hospital. There was a new man that said he recognised me from seeing me in the hides at one of the nature reserves that I frequent. Once seen .........!

The hawthorn tree in my garden is loaded with blossom at the moment and it smells beautiful - at least I think so. My neighbour said that it smells as if something has died and not been found!

I took lots of shots of it but decided on this one of some blossom on my tree and a neighbours tree in the background with a glimpse of next door's washing line in the middle. The poor lady has hawthorn on both sides of her so I expect she'll be glad when it falls.