This was yesterday. I just had to take this picture as I was pulling out of the drive way. I had lovely dreams of laying under this tree and watching the sun through the blossoms, like sun through colored-glass. The thought of it still warms my soul.
Another view of her Majesty as I drive by on the street.
And then some in between time
See why I feel wacko. Time to kiss the blossoms good bye.
Now tell me.
Is it REALLY May 1st tomorrow?
P.S. Glory, thanks for teaching me how to spell tomorrow all those years ago. I can't help but think of you every time I write it. I still haven't made up my mind. Tom or Row? xo
P.S.S thinking of you Spring