At this time each year, the spirea arguta blossoms in our garden. It seems so full of life and vitality as it froths over the surrounding plants. Until today I hadn't made a connection between this plant and St George's Day - and I still haven't really.
But there is a connection for us with 23 April each year. That was the day that the Fish Wife and I got engaged - 20 years ago today. The spirea is called "Bridal Wreath", so there is a tenuous connection.
We tend not to celebrate anniversaries - and I certainly don't celebrate St George's Day. But it is worth reflecting that we've now spent more than half of our lives together and for me our relationship is as frothy and lively as it was when we first met as students in St Andrews many years ago.