Like confetti, their blossoms carpet our sidewalks and parking lots.
"Indeed, everything that could hum, or buzz, or sing, or bloom had a part in my education--noisy-throated frogs, katydids and crickets held in my hand until, forgetting their embarrassment, they trilled their reedy note, little downy chickens and wildflowers, the dogwood blossoms, meadow-violets and budding fruit trees. I felt the bursting cotton-bolls and fingered their soft fiber and fuzzy seeds; I felt the low soughing of the wind through the cornstalks, the silky rustling of the long leaves, and the indignant snort of my pony..." - Helen Keller
While the rest of the country suffers through a long winter, here in Southern California it feels like spring. The other day when my wife and I went to lunch, I couldn't resist pausing to take a photo of this beautiful dogwood tree.
Southern California Dogwood
Original photo
Winter's here, but spring is coming.
I'm thankful to be living in such a temperate climate.
FIN
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