April's blossoms

After a whole year of impatient waiting, the time is there.
The blossoms in my street are finally on their best. 

It's like walking in a fairytale. Little petals swirl around with every bit of wind.

But who's never home? Right, me. And when I come back the petals will be lying on the ground, mixed together to a brown and shriveled mess.

These pictures are actually taken in the beginning. Right now the blossoms are even bigger and more fluffier!