I was noticing the trees were greening up. Spring-y green, pale, delicate. And the flowering trees were in beautiful full bloom. We have almonds galore here, and the white blooms are fresh and snowy looking. There is a bush here that blooms only in February, and I can't for the life of me think of its name, but it has sort of salmon colored blooms. The flowering plums are gorgeous. Messy, though, if they set fruit, which is not worth picking.

Anyway, a huge, blustery storm came in during the night. Buckets of rain. I guess all the flowers have been blown or washed off the trees by now. It usually happens about this time of year. But isn't it wonderful how Nature seems to redeem herself from the vagaries of her own vagaries??

It's a nasty day to be out, but it's a good day to be alive!

Shalom