Spring
Ahhh the beauty of spring, as the trees bud and the flowers awaken from their sleep and pop their pretty little heads to take a look around. The Azalea bushes are in full glory with their shade of pinks, white and salmon..
BUT as it always happens, I wait all winter long just to watch this amazing site of our neighborhood erupting in wonderful color. As the bushes open to the sun and give viewers a site to behold, it happens. It never fails, it always happens and it makes me sad...
What you ask is the thing that would ruin my day, RAIN. Yes, the rains always come and take away the glory of the azaleas. I have yet to have my bushes in bloom for a full week, the most I get to enjoy them is a day or two, then the rains come and pound the pretty little azaleas till they droop and their blossoms fall to the ground.
Last weekend we were out and about and azaleas were in bloom all over the area, so many wonderful colors and so many bushes in all shapes and sizes. Some manicured so nice, some cubed, some rounded and some in their natural shapes. Then it rained, at first just a little and the azaleas looked like they had freckles, but then it rained and rained and rained some more and my beautiful azaleas are a thing of beauty no more.
So while they stretch their branches to the sun and grow this year, I will again await their beautiful show in the spring, even if it is only for a day or two.
