Here’s how it started Sunday morning.
I was wigging out about these little Star Magnolia buds.
And then this happened!
Yep. Same bush. Monday morning. I give.
My ornamental Cherry trees are laden with boughs of heavy, wet snow, their pink blossoms just barely open.
But these old girls should be fine.
The sun’s been shining all day long.
Oh, it’s you.
Still, haven’t found your spot?
Back to the blossoms...
and the last little bit…
just barely hanging on.
Meanwhile. Still searching.
The end.
I hope.
xo Lisa
