By Jill Severn —

My neighbor’s flowering cherry tree had a pink blossom blizzard this morning. It didn’t take much wind to set it off; the tree has been blooming its heart out for about a week, and all those petals were ready to let go and fly through the air. It’s a good sized tree, and I am quite sure we got into the billions of airborne petals swirling and dancing their way to earth.

Now there are pink drifts in his driveway, along the street, and in the grass. The wind has died down, and the tree-weather has calmed to occasional brief showers.

Still, it looks every bit as fluffy and pink as it did before, so I have more to look forward to as I sit at my dining room table, sipping coffee and gazing out the window.

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