My Girls in the Flowers

Every spring I look forward to the blooming of these trees at the entrance to our neighborhood. It seems we notice the tiny deep pink buds have formed weeks before they actually open. Then one day we notice that they are really open now, and there they are, row upon row of these lovely pink trees, and I just want to be up in them, and walking beneath them, with petals falling around me. They are inconveniently in the middle of the street, however, with traffic on both sides. But it's only neighborhood traffic, and they are so beautiful, and the blossoms last such a short time once they are really open, that at least once each spring we must walk through the yards and cross over the street into that narrow strip of lawn where these trees grow. Then we can walk under the branches heavy with flowers, and sit on the branches of the trees, and shake them just a little so that petals fall around us.

And of course I must take some pictures, because my girls are so lovely in the flowers.