A couple of weeks ago on a Sunday morning after breakfast at the Emporium, I passed in front of Massarella's Firehouse Pottery (where our lovely dog water bowl is from) and saw these incredibly dreamy blossoms lining their driveway. Roses they are not as there were no leaves or thorns. Maybe some kind of cherry blossom... though they were small bushes. Can't you see them in an antique Chinese blue and white vase! What are they???
"Merrily, merrily shall I live now,
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough."
~ William Shakespeare ~
