I'm usually too lazy to walk to work, but in late Spring, in the heart of blossom time I make the effort.
This morning I noticed an unusually high number of blossoming trees in shades of violet, plum and pomegranate. It would be one thing to see two, or three, or four purple blossoming trees...but 33?
And why purple? Why not orange? Or yellow?
I think Mother Nature might be a Purple Lady—you know, one of those eccentric types who loves big hair and purple dresses. They wear lots of perfume and keep an impressive assortment of "guest soap" in the bathroom. Purple Ladies are my favorite. I aspire to be one some day.
Until then, while the blossoms are here, I thought I would share some of my favorite purple ladies from my morning walk. Aren't camera phones nifty?