Sunday, 29 April 2012

there's blossoms up 'road...




& the road

all wet

with rain

goldcroft road - weymouth - sunday afternoon
29 / april / 2012
in the pouring rain


1 comment:

  1. i love it when the blossoms fall like pink snow and lie mounded by the edge of the road (that's when it's dry out, not soggy with rain) I remember a lovely story about a man who scooped up a cup of cherry blossoms and brought them home to his young daughter (by Bill Kinsella, a Canadian writer, best known for "Field of Dreams")