Spring seems to come every year. The apple tree in the front patio has leaves. The direct sun season in the living room: finished). All others have begun to take their dogs to longer walks. (The season of walking my dog in relative peace: for more.) The trees take away the pollen and my nose extends. (The clear breathing season: ends).
The famous Washington cherry flowers will reach the flowering of the peak in the next few days, but in the meantime non -famous Washington trees are making a show. That apple will come out of its small flowers soon: I can see the shoots of my desk. The dwarf peach of a neighbor (that is the image above) is already making a show.
I had more problems than usual to find out what to write this month. So much is happening on so many fronts here in Washington these days that it is difficult to understand and exhausting. Too great to address in writing while I am living it. So I try to be grateful for moments of good news While I await the flowering of the peak.
Photo: Helen Fields, obviously
#Instant #Flower #season
