It happens every year (and yes, I know that's what 'an annual occurrence' means, thank you very much). As soon as the ornamental cherry trees are in full bloom - you might even say 'in the pink' - the wind gets up and we seem to be living in a pink snowstorm. It doesn't matter if the trees are blooming early, late or in season, the wind still knows when to get going. Isn't nature wonderful?
Isn't it grand how we can substitute superlatives for the words we really want to use?
ReplyDeleteMy favorite is "fantastic." [There's a story that goes along with that.]
I'm trying to decide whether or not I dare ask...
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