Just now the lilac is in bloom

Not before my little room but in a garden up the road. It really does feel more like May than April. There’s a green haze over the hawthorn hedges, the May is fading, fields suddenly look as though a giant paintbrush has given them a green colour wash. People laugh at the British habit of flinging off clothes at the first warmth in the sun but hey, given the past two years, this could *be* summer, so we should jolly well enjoy it.
This is the current view from my bedroom window.