|dressed for the season|
if winter is the only seasons that seems to stop moving spring is it's hyperactive alter-ego.
we have had such wondeful weather the past two weeks! it's been very dry but it rained last night and it's supposed to rain for the next 3 or so days. all's well that ends well.
the irises finally popped, the pea shoots now have about three sets of leaves, the lilacs are threatening to unleash, and the three apple trees are practically dripping with giant white and rosey blossoms (pronounced "applossoms").
yesterday we went a little crazy with huge clippings of said applossoms. london held them aloft with spinning and told me that they were balloons. imaginations are such a gift.