I'm not sure that very much blossom will be left when I get back from chilly Chicago: after Sunday's rain and a couple of very windy nights, it's looking a little ragged. But it's still blossom (with a darkening clear evening sky, and sunlight on the far mountains, behind) - someone remind me why I'm going to somewhere so very frigid?
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