For a couple of weeks, this is the view from my bedroom window in the early morning, when the sun is turning Griffith Park gold (I know it looks like autumnal leaves, but it's just grass and shrub), and the Asian Pear is ... blossomy. We think it's as old as the house, which is why it's so unusually huge, despite (or maybe because of) its annual pruning. I know I post what must look like the same photo every year ... but it's a celebratory ritual, or has become one. Looking back, I see that when we first moved in - thirteen years ago this week! Can that really be the case? - I thought it was a Camphor Tree. I wonder why ...
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