Spring is everywhere I look now. Every tree down my street has the prettiest white blooms, and they are really striking, especially when you stand at the end of our cul-de-sac and look straight down to the end of the street.
The trees almost appear snow covered, don’t you think? I did my best to get a shot without all the darn cars, but I swear no one uses their driveway for cars anymore. Or, they have so many cars that they have to use the driveway AND the street for parking.
The only problem with all these blooming pear trees is their smell. They smell like crap. I mean, jammed subway on a 90 degree afternoon nasty. So, while I love to look at these trees in full bloom, I have to hold my breath or I damn near pass out.