If April is the month of bluebells, then May is the month of apple blossom. The pink buds, opening to reveal pink-blushed petals that fade to white; the scent – I only realised that apple blossom smelled so wonderful after reading about it on another blog a few weeks ago!; the way the blossom clothes the trees. It’s so pretty. And May is when the countryside fills out – the verges and hedgerows are suddenly frothy with wildflowers and the fields are full of lush growth. It’s so green. The landscape is softened.