Saturday, April 26, 2014

Saturday Snapshot -- Blooming Spring

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This picture doesn't do the view justice, but on my run each morning, I go down this boulevard. The trees are blooming on either side and they reach toward each other forming a white arch of blossoms over the road. When I run under it, I feel like a bride.
From that same spot, I turned toward the east and saw the sun rising. It turned the sky beautiful colors so I'm sharing the sunrise with you too.
Now you can see why I love morning runs so much.

12 comments:

Sandra Nachlinger said...

Beautiful photos. I like your description of feeling like a bride under those blossoms. I don't run, but I do walk around our neighborhood. This is such a lovely time of year to be out and about with everything blooming -- whether you're running, walking, or bicycling.

Laurel-Rain Snow said...

Beautiful scenes! I would love to run under that arch of blooming trees...if I ran. LOL

My knees can't take it, but I once enjoyed running. Now I'm happy just to walk.

Thanks for sharing...and here's MY SATURDAY SNAPSHOT POST

Anne@HeadFullofBooks said...

I can see why you enjoy your morning runs. Lovely. Anne@My Head is Full of Books

Jackie McGuinness said...

That first photo is gorgeous, I can just imagine how lovely it must feel.

grammajudyb said...

Awesome. Kudos to you for running.

Linda said...

Great views. Although I don't really jog, I love getting out as the sun is rising.

Book of Secrets said...

Beautiful! Scenery like that just might inspire me to run. ;-)

Here’s my SNAPSHOT.

Louise said...

Your gorgeous street of blossoms still wouldn't be enough to get me out of the house for a run...

(Diane) Bibliophile By the Sea said...

How gorgeous. Tree-lined street in spring are so pretty.

Susan Lindquist said...

Wow! What trees! Great confetti, huh ????

Suko said...

Beautiful photos! I like to run in the morning, too, but not quite as early. :)

Lucia said...

Love the photos, it's a beautiful time of the morning, dawn is! Do the blossoms smell pretty.

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