Dogwood Day

Today the dogwood trees in front of our house are at thier peak of pink.  You wouldn't believe the brilliance . . .   like clouds of Pepto Bismol.  It is almost too much!  Fortunately, there is a riot of color happening everywhere just now, so the gaudy trees out front don't call undo attention to themselves.  Every year I say to myself, I'm going to paint this blossom.  It is so leathery and stiff and delicate all at the same time.  It pops out of a swollen bud almost in the blink of an eye.  Thankfully, it hangs around longer than the pear or cherry blossom, long enough to get our full attention before it gives way to the full cloak of green leaves sprouting further up the branch.