Magical Trees
I LOVE Spring!
It transforms our dirty little downtown street into a magical wonderland practically overnight.
Tiny white blossoms carried on the breeze look like snow and the air smells alive, like earth and growth and flowers and life.
If you stand real still I swear you can almost hear the leaves sprouting from branches and flowers popping up out of the ground. You can feel the energy of transformation around you.
Wow, maybe I shouldn't have smoked that hookah pipe with that crazy caterpillar this morning...
(Ha ha. Just kidding, of course...that wasn't a caterpillar.)
I'm definitely treating the dogs to an extra long walk this evening.
3 Comments:
Thanks Jill...
I wish it always looked that way.
: )
Great picture, Anessa. Is that your street?
Thanks Mike,
Yes, it's Washington Street.....that was taken standing in front of our home looking away from downtown toward Jerry's corner store...if I had turned the other direction you could see Slugger Field, but no pretty trees...you could see where Thomas Edison used to live, too!
Prettiest time of the year on our street...
: )
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