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“Last week looking at it through the window when I’m writing, I see it is the whitest, frothiest, blossomest blossom that there ever could be.” ~ Dennis Potter
I love this description. I think it is so true. Looking out my window I could also seem the tree full of blossom and it swaying its branches, adorned with frothy white blossom back and forth in the spring breeze like a soft white cloud tinged with pink that had fallen from the sky and got trapped in the branches of a tree.
Tags: Blossom, Flowers, spring
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Beautiful words and flowers.
This morning I am looking at fried eggs out my window. My Matilija poppy has finally decided to bloom and each day another flower appears.
Thanks for sharing with SYC.
A perfect description and an equally perfect interpretation of blossomy perfection to accompany it!
This is so beautiful! It’s been almost two months since we have seen the likes around these parts! We are in full on summer.
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