Tradition requires a batch of these:
We went sightseeing in the Cotswold Hills this Easter Sunday. That's the White Horse in the distance:
In fact there was vicious driving rain and we had to beat a retreat (hence the poor quality picture)
In better weather on Saturday the lock at Buscot was in action:
And just in case you thought I had a complete break from gardening I did help my daughter tidy and plant up her vegetable patch.
Ran out of time before weeding the raspberry bed. (The fleece tents are for courgettes carrots and beans)
Aside from the motorway driving, a great break. Now its time to attend to the plot back at home!