We arrived home from our vacation to the Apricot tree at our door in full bloom. Maya hopped out of the taxi and ran down the drive saying “Look at our tree!” it was like the fairies had been, sprinkling petals all over our doorstep. For the next few days while the petals lasted, we played, we collect, we danced, we created, and then we watched them fall like snow, drifting lightly to the ground, until the tree was bare once again and the green shoots of leave started to poke through. Spring you are such a joyous time, thank you for the pretty homecoming!