Well, it's finally here, balky thing! There is no more beautiful place in the spring than Tennessee.
The white pear trees are especially full this year, and they look like cotton bolls as one looks into the forest of trees--quince bushes (peachy pink), the redbud trees, yellow daffodils, red tulips, and the very interesting state tree, the tulip poplar (whose blooms look like tulips on the end of the limb), and the thousands of yellow forsythia are all trying to outbloom each other. Even the pansies are still hanging on.
What a majestic palette God has given us this year. Thank you, thank you.
