Day 94 teeny tiny

This morning as it was the school holidays instead of teaching one of my Pakistani ladies English I just visited and spent time with her and her children.  As I walked home recovering from what can only be described as a very loud visit I was struck by the beautiful calm of the field next to our house.  Along the side there was a hawthorn hedge which was covered in the the most beautiful delicate blossom.  It was tiny, but even more tiny were the little stamens at the centre of the flowers.

I have to admit that I cheated and brought a small twig home so that I could use my tripod to stead the camera and then I cropped the photo a bit - but only a little honest.

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