It's official. Spring is here. I ran around the yard this week trying to capture the magic of buds popping open. This here is our star magnolia, which was a gift last spring from our friends at the farmer's market. We drove home that day with four people in the car and a tree sticking out of the sunroof.
One of our Bradford pears. In a few days, they will be full of fluffy white blooms and we will enjoy them and enjoy them and then they'll be gone with one strong wind. It's always a little like a holiday when the pear trees are blooming. The only thing that could be better is if they actually made pears.
And the daffodils. Can I just mention how fond I am of these daffodils? ONE year of laborious bulb planting and they keep coming back, year after year! It seems a little bit like cheating.
It looks like it's going to be a beautiful weekend.
