I took a little walk and snapped some shots of spring coming to our neighborhood.
This is the mosque on the corner. It has a beautiful garden around it. Right now this tree is looking great and in a month or so the roses in the garden will start putting on a show that lasts all summer. Actually, every building here has roses around it. Miniature roses, giant roses, climbing roses. Pink, red, yellow, orange, lavender, white, and peach roses. You name it, and when it comes to roses I think you'll be able to find it in my neighborhood. When they are all at their peak blooming time you can step outside and just smell roses in the air. It's a BEAUTIFUL thing. We'll be gone before the roses start blooming and that makes me sad.
But I can still enjoy these flowering trees. I don't know what they are, but they sure are pretty.
I don't know what it is about spring, but it just makes me really happy. Maybe it's all the newness. New leaves, new flowers, new... I don't know.... stuff. everywhere. Sheesh! I wish I had some poetry skills at a time like this.