For about two weeks each spring, our dull old suburban neighborhood becomes Eden. Enjoy!
The pears are the best in the first week of blooming, when the mass of popcorn completely obscures the budding leaves. By the second week, the green pops through, and then a rain comes to knock the petals off, and we must wait until next year.
Different colors are showing their faces out back.
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Excellent pictures. It really is remarkable how the trees and flowers can bloom almost overnight. One day nothing - the next, subjects for the Pilgrims' excellent camerawork.
Spring is upon us, my friend. Yankees and Phils (note the order) now each have a victory under their belts, trees are in bloom, and the sun is shining. It's a good day.
I'm sure you'll get around to trimming that forsythia sometime :)
And I'm 5 years old in my grandmother's yard looking for Easter eggs and lying in the cool grass and, sitting here on my sofa, I can feel the softness of nature's carpet and that carefree time.
Thank you, dear one... (those dots mean I don't know how to say what I feel, know what I mean?)
Only who's been trimming the forsythia?
Honestly, dear, you've got to STOP that!
You're wrecking everything.... you're ruining the line.
Just let them flow.
xoxox
Lovely pictures, Pilgrim!
The colors are gorgeous. I'm not good at remembering to have my shrub plants trimmed either. But, it has a good side effect, our home now has Rhododendron trees versus shrubs! ;)
And daffodils--I find it impossible to be glum when looking at a nice bright yellow daffodil!
Wonderful pictures, Pilgrim. Thank you!
Ah-choo!
Kisses,
Marcela
I am not familiar with the trees. What are these? The pink/violet one and the white ones?
(PS. I am taking pictures of orchids. Not finished, but taking them I am...I sound like Yoda)
Sorry--been workin’ all day.
Andy: They popped this weekend. I think they’re earlier this year, but my mind’s a bit of a fog right now. Thank you for your perseverance (and, btw, you might want to check my posts re: baseball from Sunday and Monday).
cominghome: Yes--and we have bunnies too, though not white rabbits.
designanator: I suspect you’ll see the trees soon.
ClarkK: We believe they are, but are not positive.
l’Heure: May it burst upon you soon. Meantime, come back and visit if you need.
Scarlett: Yup!
scanner: Amen, brother--this white is better than snow white.
Torman: Hope yours are popping for you and warming your heart.
Smithery: They’re actually structurally unsound trees, we’ve been told by a tree guy (after our biggest one split down the middle . . . ), but they are soooo beautiful.
Elisa: Sorry that pollen gets to you. I’m not allergid (allergoid? allergeous? allergeek?), thank heavens.
Sharon: No need to say anything: just enjoy. Like your wisteria.
sophieh: Thanks!
kissing: Our neighbor. Believe it or not, he cuts his hair, too. I don’t do that, either.
Owl: The variety is cool, isn’t it?
patricia: Thanks--we feel really blessed this time of year.
Fusun: Because he was daffy? I do love the daffodils, but for me the magic is the orgy of the trees--just sooooo much flowering. Makes me breathless.
femme: Something to be said for four seasons, eh? And thank you for the magazine statement. I’m not sure I really did them justice though. They look so small on the screen.
OM: The yellow shrubs in the last two pictures: ratty kinds of things in our hands, but fresh with yellow sunshine and early bloomers, which make them particularly precious.
greenheron: I love that: “the pink shimmer.” I remember when the dogwoods would come out in downtown Boston--they were always so welcome!
MM: Does seem that recent, doesn’t it? Glad to say, I’m not thinking of that now. Instead, we’re wearing shorts and have the windows open!
Sparking: We just need to cut back the ones in front of windows so we can see out . . .
mypsyche: Glad you do!
caroline: Refreshing, no?
Ann: That’s enough: sometimes there’s no need for words.
Andy: See earlier comment re: perseverance.
Sheila: Avast with the drear!
jane: For two weeks, anyway . . . After that, it’s just the noise of power mowers.
Shiral: I like the way you put that--nature knew what she was doing, old girl. And you’re right about daffodils.
cap’n: Thanks for stopping in and appreciating.
Poppi: Couldn’t be selfish about this.
lpsrocks: Most welcome!
Catherine: Thank you for visiting and saying such nice things!
Jeannette: My you escape un-sneezed this year.
Algis: Thank you, sir: means much coming from someone with your eye.
mary: Yikes! I am sooooooooooo sorry for you!
LL: Thanks!
Marcela: I remember your photos of Buenos Aires in your spring--also gorgeous. Glad to return the favor.
vanessa: The white ones are Bradford pears, which are ornamentals rather than fruit bearing (they have little nubby fruits that the birds eat in the fall). Pinks are cherries; also not really fruit trees. Looking forward to your orchids.
Auntie M: Hmmmmm. I could use a fortune …..
Lainey: Go ahead--always room for more!
mLee: Thanks for partaking!
T Mike: And dingers. Amen, brother!
Julie: Hard not to, to my mind.
R
consonants: "Constipated" is good! Yes, nature shouldn't be too kempt!
Buffy: Thank you for your kind words--you're a mean picture-taker yourself!
rita: Thanks! (Well, they did until today . . . there goes 162-0)
LC: Thanks, orchid lady.