Three at once

Like London buses, you wait all winter and then three come along all at once. We arrived back in the flatlands in the sunshine, having had a long but easy drive back from Paris. This was pleasant as we often make our return to overcast, grey skies. I walked into the garden (must cut the grass!) and was pleased to see the daffodils and a few other flowers out. I was even more surprised to see three butterflies on them.