Well, Gentle Readers, I never claimed to have any couth.
What brings this to my mind is Tom of the Mediterranean Climate over in California.
The other day when I was braggin' on our mercury headed for the 70's (actually it got to the low 80's the past couple of days), he asked me if we had any spring blossoms over my way.
I said "not yet".
I had forgotten how the "decorative" fruit trees explode in the spring.
I took these photos across the street from our humble home this evening.
Those are the supposedly decorative wild plum trees with all that purply-pink foliage.
So, Tom, and anyone else I may have misled, I apologize.
Well actually, since these trees explode with these blossoms practically overnight, I suppose I could be forgiven.
After all, I don't get out much.
Though SWMBO and I enjoyed an evening on the front patio tonight until the chill came upon us.
Speaking of which . . .
. . . I asked my Master Gardener what was going on with this plant.
It looks like it does in the fall, when the leaves turn crimson.
She said she thought Old Frosty had caught it just a tinge as it was starting to put out new growth and put a hurtin' on it.
But right next to it this lady is doing just fine.
By the way, if you were thinking about asking me what the names of these plants are?
Don't you ever!
(Though that last one might be an Oregon Grape.)
