And talking of croakers this sign amused me on our walk in the Pentland Hills today:
At home there was another surprise in store. The much neglected Lenten Rose, a gift from about three years ago and still in it's original pot, weathered all this winter threw at it and is still alive and even thriving.
Back to the park: The snowdrops are in full bloom but the daffs have some wat to go yet.
It's been a glorious spring day. Here's a snap from our reservoir walk. That's Arthur's seat and the Salisbury Crags on the horizon beyond the dam. Edinburgh is in the dip between the two.
It's great to get out of the town and into the wilds:
Came across these in the hedgerow. Not sure if they are wild or garden escapees:
Went to the allotment too - but I'll save that for another post.