They stand tall, majestic with charred torsos and drooping limbs. Sentinels Ravaged by a fiery inferno as it once laboured… Moaning Crackling Hissing Re-birthing into a new forest

The sweet fragrance of Mayflowers linger in the air, Pink and white confetti petals carpet the pathway, Spring scurries off on her honeymoon like a newly wed couple- Heralding the arrival of summer.