Spring
Spring is my favourite season of the year. Not too cold. Not too hot. Just right. Plus I love the flowers everywhere. People say the tulips all over the city are the best part of spring.
I disagree.
Tulips are pretty. But the flowered trees are the ones that usually take my breath away. Especially the one big tree on the corner of Torrington, this street that I turn onto everyday on my way to work, that has little clusters of very small green leaves all over it. Through the sunshine that flows through its branches at that hour in the morning, they look like hundreds of little yellow flowers waking up. Yawning. Stretching. Smiling.
Enough to make me gasp, and smile, everytime I look at it.
posted by S @ 7:34 PM
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