We came home late at night on Sunday so I could smell the perfume of the petals all over our yard and see that we'd had a lot fall to the ground in a rainstorm but I had no idea how beautiful it was until Monday morning. I swept our walk way around 10 a.m. and it was covered again that afternoon. The woman that lived most of her life in this home did a wonderful job of planning for Spring. It's almost a sensory overload at my house.
Those petals are deceptively slippery! I'm hoping Brett can mow them up before they all turn brown and slimy. We'll have the start of the prettiest compost pile on the block!
We had a lovely Easter weekend. I plan on sharing a photo heavy post on it soon but my house is sure to swallow us up if I don't first tackle the laundry and piles leftover from such a trip.
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