I love the advent of spring with all of its beautiful flowers and gradually warmer weather. After the drab and barren winter landscapes, the buds, and bright blooms bring fresh life and hope.
The Bradford Pear trees are glorious to look at, but dreadful to smell. The kids have decided that they smell like old fish. Ewwww! I am rather inclined to agree!
You can tell Abigail didn’t really care for the fragrance of the Bradford pear blossoms! It cracks me up to see her picking flowers and holding stuffed animals while toting her sling-shot around in her hammer-holster! She can be quite dangerous! :)
Daniel, not to be outdone by his sister, wanted to pick some flowers for Mama, too. The problem is, he isn’t quite tall enough! He first tried to climb the tree. That didn’t last long. Then he tried jumping and reaching for the lower branches, all to no avail. I had pity on him and pulled a branch down to where he could reach it, but the stems were too tough for him to break, so he moved on to greener pastures. Dandelions…
His little self-satisfied smirk makes me laugh! He was quite pleased. Looking closely at the flowers that were given to me, I was amazed at the ethereal beauty of these common blooms. What a lovely gift from God! Purity and simplicity all around us, available for our enjoyment!
Take time to smell the dandelions! I’d hold off on sniffing the Bradford Pears, though! :)