A bench that stayed out for the winter. You've got to like lichen.
Behold the brief blossom before going back to the default setting of leaves; in winter it reboots to bare.
Spring at last.
After vespers, Palm Sunday. British Summer Time is here.
It's a bit chilly in Berkshire.
Our (dusky) rose vestment for Laetare Sunday, with early 15th century English embroidery, remounted in 1963 by the Warham Guild.
A bad cold has ravaged the ranks of the brethren; some of us are emerging from it more quickly than others. 🤧😷🤒
As evening falls on the first day of Spring.