Spring Time in My Favorite Place On Earth

This is my very favorite thing to do in the springtime in my town--run around barefoot! When I took this picture my feet got in the way, and I decided it was okay. It told the story. I remember when I was little I hardly ever wore shoes. Even in the winter when it was rainy. I always had a hard time finding them on Sunday's for church. I could run around on the burning blacktop without batting an eye. This is the view I see when I sit on the side walk and look down the street. Blossoms as far as I can see! It's lined with pear trees of some kind that have white blossoms with the most delectable smell I've ever smelled. It's my favorite scent in the world, second only to growing yeast and baking bread!


This is what I see when I lay down and look up. A canopy of blossoms. Can life get any better? I submit that it cannot!
For this one I was just playing around in Photoshop for a minute. The Sepia look reminded me of some of my great grandpa's pictures of early Toquerville, except the trees were much smaller then. The other day I hiked up to Big Rock and looked at my town. I was able to relax and watch the hustle and bustle of my favorite place from afar. Watch the horses run around, avoiding the sprinklers in the fields to the west, watch neighbors go visit neighbors, watch little kids scooter down the sidewalk (or is it just scoot?), watch the people I love. I love my town so much! It's starting to green-up and the main street was all white and fluffy from the blossoms. I felt like I was in heaven.