Often, the end of April finds me lying on my stomach in the lawn, photographing the wild violets. It's not really much of a lawn -- more of a field that's been mown over the years -- and it is scattered with violets and dandelions, bugle and buttercups. A most improper lawn, really.
And I adore it. :)
Thank you so much for all your kind comments over the past week. You guys are the best!