I love my neighborhood. I know I've said that before. (But, if you have read my blog at all, you realize that I repeat myself often.) There is just so much to love. And now that it is spring, well, it is exploding with vibrant colors and heady sweet smells from the flowers of spring. This little exquisite beauty was on a tree in my front yard. (As a matter of fact, all the flowers in this particular post are from my yard!)
Being my first spring here, it was like Christmas each morning. I would stroll through my yard to see what had come up new, what was blooming, what looked promising. This tree was a mystery to me. I didn't know if it bloomed, or just offered shade and beauty. But, one morning I got up and there was such a sweet smell in the air...I soon saw these blooms covering this little tree!!
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"look back upon the past through a rosy haze of forgetfulness"
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