May 4, 2011
Driving to work and all I can think is that the trees are so beautiful, the yards are so amazing, that it almost looks fake. These pictured, from a neighborhood walk, aren't even the most lavish ones - the plushest big pink hussy trees look like drunken fairies glued on hundreds of big fat pink tissue paper flowers everywhere and smacked them with fairy dust. The riots of yellow flowers dotting bright green lawns, or the tulips and daffodils and all the Easter bonnet topping types of finery sort of flowers, just everywhere. One expects elves and dancing rabbits. Just a world in bloom and a sky full of promise. And the sneezing. Don't forget the sneezing. Beauty comes at a price.