The fruit trees in front of our house have peaked, bloom-wise, and we’ve had our first heavy springtime wind-driven downpour. These two forces have combined to dislodge bloom petals all over the place; it looks like snow on our front lawn. I think our cat really believes it is snow; at least, he’s exhibiting a strong preference to go outside via the back door, where the fallen bloomage parts aren’t so pronounced.

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