And after a wretched wind storm? The pink petals line the roadways like delicate, bright pink confetti.
Swept into collections forming vivid pink shapes among the rocky pebbles.
Against the sky, they are dazzling to behold. It's no wonder the birds shout their songs so loud and energetic each morning.
The branches of cherry blossoms are gnarled and twisted. A stark contrast against the blue sky, bright sun, and pink blossoms.
I look up and a beacon smiles down on me. Yes, Spring is here! And, soon, it will be Summer! I can hardly wait!
Have a happy weekend!