Today was beautiful and unexpectedly sunny, like a perfect bouquet.
We haven’t had one of those in a while… It’s amazing how easily nature brightens the day and lifts the spirit.
It makes me happy.
You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming. – Pablo Neruda
I saw these lilies at the shop the other day and fell in love with them instantly…
I brought them home with me and spent the rest of the time just staring at them.
Aren’t they the prettiest?
Summer officially starts tomorrow, and I’m still not sure how it’s going to play out – it still feels like fall.
I don’t remember last year’s cherry blossoms, somehow I missed them; I was either too busy to notice them or perhaps I didn’t look around often enough.
I don’t have a single picture of cherry blossoms from last year, that just mystifies me.
This year though, I can’t seem to get enough it them, I’ve had to hold back from going overboard with the pictures.
When in bloom, cherry blossoms are like pink fluffy clouds, and they line sidewalks like a floral carpet – so enchanting!
Cherry blossoms, like spring is all about renewal, I would have loved to have attended some festivals, but walking around in my neighbourhood was festive enough.
The flowers bloom for a very short time, mirroring how fleeting time is.
On my walk home at the start of this week, I couldn’t help but notice the flowers disappearing already.
Spring in colours…
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