From the top of the hill, I could see the cherry trees -- in peak white bloom -- lining both sides of the street that climbs the opposite slope. The slope, and the houses on it, were covered in sunlight. A rainbow suddenly appeared above the hill on the other side of the valley. Descending, I passed blooming cherry trees, and, here and there, tall magnolia trees full of large pink-white blossoms.
One of my fondest memories is of driving near Soldiers Grove, WI, just when the apple orchards had blossomed. They looked as if they had been covered in snow.
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