The cherry blossom petals cover the ground.
Trudy brings them in on her fur.
I sweep the floors.
And sweep.
And sweep.
Okay, I am not really complaining.
And I'm not really sweeping, either.
And I'm not really sweeping, either.
(I know I am obsessed with this tree. It is a part of our lives in the Spring. Like who we are here. How can someone who proposes to appreciate beauty not talk about this tree every day?)
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Trudy has traded in the cherry blossoms for Bradford Pear blossoms. Izzie gets so excited to be with Trudy that her tail looks like a propeller and she will take off!
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