Every Monday we welcome our daughter Kirsti to blog from her home in Western North Dakota's oil patch.
We all have heard that April showers bring May flowers.
The lyric holds true again this year. One rainy weekend and our plum trees erupted in delicate white blooms.
Their fragrance permeates our yard, inviting us to explore their branches as soon as we step out the door.
We hear the hum of bees going from bloom to bloom and hope the trees are being well tended by the them to soon replace the blooms with ripening fruit.
But for now, we enjoy the blooms.
Every one of them.
Before they fall and fade.
We explore their richness.
And enjoy their fleeting beauty.
I hope you all have an opportunity to do the same.