Still retaining the enjoyment of the pearly white dogwood branches abiding on my dining room table from Resurrection Sunday.
This morning as I was making my way into the kitchen, I glanced outside and the aura of the dogwood trees in the backyard was luminous.
I stop breathing just for a moment, the beauty was breathtaking.
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At first I thought those were silk. They look so perfect. I have never seen real dogwood blooms like that. How nice to have them in yard.
I love the beauty of white flowers. Check out the painting in this blog - http://apotpourriofart.blogspot.com/ she painted dogwood blossoms - very interesting to see them on two of the blogs I check daily.
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