Ahhhh, spring is in the air.

Do you smell something gross? It’s not my dog this time, I swear.

Get a little closer. Now take a big whiff.

Oh yes. That’s it… the ubiquitous Bradford Pear (Pyrus calleryana). How something can look so good and smell so bad is just beyond comprehension. I imagine this odd combo holds true for Johnny Depp as well.

No matter. The stinky blossoms will be gone soon enough and the golden shower of the pine pollen will take its place here in the south. Yippee.

But let’s focus on the positive shall we?

If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant; if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome.  ~Anne Bradstreet

Oh spring – you are a sight for sore eyes. We welcome you, stinky blossoms, stuffy noses, and all. Please pull up a chair and stay for a while. I’ll fix you a cup of tea and we’ll watch a Johnny Depp film together. How ’bout Edward Scissorhands? That’s my favorite.


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