Whipped Cream World

Outside it looks like a whipped cream world with an abundance of flowering trees in bloom. Pink, white, fushia cotton candy balls line the roads bursting at their seams, like a milkshake oozing out of its home unable to hold its sweet contents.   

I can scarcely take in all the unusual beauty obliterating its former gray, bleak winter landscape.   The old washed-out spinster world has transformed into the yummiest raspberry cheesecake dessert with narry a recipe to compare discarding its old winter wear.

Trees have put on their finest bling and our best baubles cower in comparison to them.   Odors only enjoyed in the spring emanating from a nearby frosted tree make us wonder, what that foreign smell is.

 

Spend every moment possible embracing or wallowing in these choice delicacies before they disappear until next year.