This is my favorite time of the year in our neighborhood. The true peak only lasts for about a week, but boy is it beautiful!
What was snow on the ground just a few weeks ago, is now flower pedals sprinkled atop the grass. Or in keeping with the wedding metaphor, Mother Nature's version of the rice covered exit for the bride and groom.
They are even beautiful on a cloudy day.***This is a re-post from my personal blog last year***
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I remember how much I loved those trees in the entrance and I always wished they'd stay white longer.
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