pink snow and not cold...oh joyous day

Today at knit club one of the members commented on how it is impossible to tire of cherry blossoms. I would have to agree so - no matter how many times I see them, they make me feel so happy. I was really glad to hear that she, after 50-some odd years, did not get sick of seeing them year after year.

This was a wonderful scene in a park. The ground covered completely in pink 'snow' and butterfly-like petals flying from above. One can get quite an exercise chasing and catching petals, this comes from a woman (er, me) of much experience.