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White blossoms sleeve the trees in the grovelike many-armed goddesses dancing in the breezetheir hennaed hands nestling chickadees.
!!!!!!!Applause!!!!!
Posted by: joannamary | Sunday, April 26, 2009 at 01:02 PM
Thanks, Joanna. I just realized that the tree I was looking at was not the peach tree (which is just today breaking out in pink blossoms) but some other kind of tree I've not been able to identify as yet.
Posted by: Leslee | Sunday, April 26, 2009 at 03:11 PM
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!!!!!!!Applause!!!!!
Posted by: joannamary | Sunday, April 26, 2009 at 01:02 PM
Thanks, Joanna. I just realized that the tree I was looking at was not the peach tree (which is just today breaking out in pink blossoms) but some other kind of tree I've not been able to identify as yet.
Posted by: Leslee | Sunday, April 26, 2009 at 03:11 PM