I often walk with my neighbor and her dogs in the mornings. We mosey along flower-lined sidewalks past a nearby school, to a wide open field--the perfect place for the dogs to play and roam. Two sides of the field are forest and stream. In spring there is a bower of blossomed beauties. Trees covered with fragrant white blossoms, looking like a bevy of decked out brides.
I could not resist taking a close up of one of these beauties...look quick, because I think I startled a little faery. She fled in a splash of rainbows. (grin)