It's like wine gums, you have one and you just can't stop.
On my way to collect the Wee Man from nursery yesterday I just had to take some more pictures of the gorgeous blossom that is festooning the trees in our little town.
I do love blossom, so delicate and perfect.
I had the urge to pick some. So I did (naughty girl). I'd bought a little flower press from a car boot sale ages ago for a measly 20p and I have been dying to use it. So when we got home the Wee Man and I forgot about lunch and pressed us some flowers.
We did try pressing some last year in a book with some kitchen paper. Hm! Lesson learned - don't use kitchen paper. They are still pretty though. They may find themselves on some Mother's Day cards soon.