All around me the almond trees are in blossom - it's like one of those postcards of the Japanese cherry festivals and I'm so entranced by it.
The Man, on the other hand, just sees the bees.
It's a ‘glass half full’, ‘glass half empty’ situation.
Of course he does have a point - he is allergic after all - I guess the prospect of having to stick a great big adrenalin needle into yourself takes some of the romance out of the pollination process.
Our back yard sounds like God left the refrigerator running with a constant hum drowning out the background...well silence.
To be honest, there's not much else you can hear out here.
A train whistle occasionally - how very Country & Western that is.
