Break open a cherry tree and there are no flowers, but the spring breeze brings forth myriad blossoms. ~Ikkyu Sojun
There are a number of things we are truly enjoying in our new, albeit temporary, home.
We enjoy a visit from a pair of Crimson Rosellas every afternoon.
They are enjoying foraging in the apricot tree blossoming in our back yard at the moment.
I was fortunate to be able to capture them this afternoon,
so engrossed were they in the myriad blossoms.
They leave a carpet of blossoms under the tree,
aided by the sulphur crested cockatoos, magpies and other friendly birds.
These delicate blossoms are full of romance.
The little dancing ladies here remind me of the dancers of a mystical Swan Lake,
tiptoeing delicately upon a lake of snow and ice.
Then they are transformed into a most beautiful ballerina dressed delicately in a beautiful pink bodice with billowing white skirt, layering upon tassels of gold and silver.
The Apricot Blossom -
the current delight of my heart
and joy of my days.
Sounds like my precious little girls really.