Today, I noticed that one of the trees on our street is so thickly laden with blossoms that the pretty pink petals crowd out the new fresh-green spring leaves.
It is an almost excessive bounteousness of beauty.
I feel a similar bounteousness exists in my life at present: a richness of experience, a time of promise, a profusion of things to be grateful for.
Lovely. David took a photo of the tree out the front of our place that in winter is covered with cruel thorns. I deride it as the spiky tree. But currently it is covered with white blossoms and will shortly add green leaves. So many images spring to mind.
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing your joy.
Glenys