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I Know It's Spring - Because....

This is going to be a stupid post - but, bear with me.

Buds
I have these two trees in my front yard.  They are not huge trees, but, for some reason I absolutely just love them.  I know exactly what time of year it is by these trees.  I have posted pictures on my blog and my facebook page, all pictures of my trees and during all the different seasons.

I got all excited about a month ago, because they started to bud.  Then the buds, started to expand and turned green.  Today, I just noticed, the very smallest sign that it really is spring - - the buds, in one little teeny tiny spot of my trees turned to blossom.

First Blossoms
I have no idea what it is about these trees that I love.  One of these little trees had been so abused when we moved in, that we almost decided to just chop it down.  The house we lived in had been rented out a couple of times - and the people who had rented here first had apparently been pain-in-the-butts for a lot of the neighborhood.  Now, as a member of the HOA board, I can tell you that the conversations we have now about pain-in-the-butts were probably the same conversations about the tree abusers.  They apparently partied and made a lot of noise, etc.  But, they also beat up on this one little tree.  It was scrawny - these abusers had apparently picked at the little branches and buds and stripped at the bark.

Growing Up


Now, under the love and care of my cute hubby - who will sit outside with the hose and made sure that the little tree got plenty of care and water, it has now blossomed and grown as big as his brother tree and has grown up - almost as big as his brother.  But, this spring, he showed up his brother - by, giving me the very fist blossom.

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