For a brief moment, between the drab, endless winter, and the violently schizophrenic spring, I succumbed once more to the blossoms of Cherry Street. They disappeared as soon as they came, battered by vicious winds and unseasonably cold rain. But for just one evening, I wrapped my arms around their slender branches and buried my lips in their insanely beautiful whiteness.
5 comments:
Nice blog man. Sheesh - wisht I could take pictures like them lilacs.
Don H
Beautiful shots!
I would have loved to have been immersed in those blooms too! I gave you one of my weekly Goddess awards that you can collect at my place if you like.
Happy Blogging!
How glorious! One day of those should hold you over for another year, right?
Congrats on the Goddess Award, by the way.
Thank you all, especially EG for the lovely award... it was a great surprise. :)
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