Everything is beautiful

Presenting ... Spring in Providence! We got your cotton-candy pink cherry blossoms and your crabapples and dogwoods, we got flowering bulbs and early perennials, we got your brand-new green leaves and emerald lawns. Who can be grouchy with all this crazy gorgeousness going on? Not I.

Finally the poor scarred dogwood tree we planted as a 3-foot-high baby alongside our sidewalk is blossoming. That's it at the top of this post. And here it is as seen from our front porch, trying to outdo the lilac bush across the street.


About those cherry blossoms. Our part of Providence is loaded with these fluffy ornamental trees. Some streets are basically canopied with pink at this time of year. Here are a few I saw on my walk with Daisy early this morning.



A crabapple tree ...


Our next-door neighbor's white dogwood...


Inevitably all this vernal glory reminds me of my favorite e.e. cummings poem.

i thank You God for most this amazing
day: for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes

(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun's birthday; this is the birth
day of life and love and wings: and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)

how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any-lifted from the no
of all nothing-human merely being
doubt unimaginably You?

(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)