Gorse

View on my walk this morning.

The gorse is starting to show it's Spring Bloom. Large

Mum always commented on the yellow flowers of the gorse bushes and the back window of her kitchen looked out over the fields hedged with masses of it. Also she looked onto Black Heath. Dad sold this house many years ago when he remarried. (Not Blackheath, the one with the views of it).

Seeing wee flowers like these or primroses makes me smile remembering her.

xx