After two scorching days, it seemed the trees in front of the Chatette were breathing free for the first time yesterday as overcast skies settled in when everything seemed to burst forth soft, green, and beautifully.
It was like watching one of my gorgeous roses open, but opening rapidly before my eyes.
If I'm not mistaken, this tree will also flower here shortly. It is one of what I call "look at me trees!" They almost want to have their picture taken.
On the road home on the bus on Monday, there were a number of look at me trees along the route. Today, they're all saying thanks for looking at me!
Happy Saturday!
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