One of the nicest things about living in our little valley (probably in any smallish town) is the joy people take in their surroundings.
Have you ever noticed how the topic of conversation tends to run to "did you notice how early the strawberries are flowering?" and "going to be a good cherry year" and "when do you think the road will be clear to Artist Point so we can hike?"
So it makes sense that the dogwood blossoms have everyone outdoors admiring their bushes and trees.
And for good reason.
Oh, my, yes.
Which explains why we traipsed across Bev and Armin's garden this afternoon.
We had heard their dogwoods were the finest in the neighborhood.
Their bragging rights were well earned.
I know, I know... You're thinking I photoshopped these pictures.
But that's just it: I didn't.
Isn't this glorious?