I have been watching these blossoms for the last few days on my walks, but did not think much of them until this morning when I zoomed into them and boy, what a difference it made!
Each little blossom was a beauty and the morning light simply heightened its glory. There were some in reds too, but these fragile pink ones took my breath away!!
The first blossoms on the Bradford Pear trees are already here singing the song of spring! There’s something magical about walking on the white blossom lined sidewalks these days – the heady, invigorating sense of the advent of spring and a ‘newness’ in the air. Sometimes the March wind comes and blows away the blossoms as they disengage themselves from the branches and fly – just like snowflakes on a snowy day, leaving behind the bright green leaves – the true beginnings of spring.
The sun was up and it was 17 degrees outside….brrrr. But I was not going to pass up such a brilliant morning just because! So I am glad I bundled up and braved the cold to bring you this pretty picture that sings Happy New Year!