The plum trees saved their blossoms for after the wind and rain. The fragrance was intoxicating. If you happen to pass by blooming trees, stop a moment and take it all in. It is fleeting. Spring it on!
Personal observation: I believe this project has already helped raise my spirits. Because I’m always looking outward, the gloominess of the Northwest winter has not bugged me as much. That’s a nice perk!