White spring

If there is one sight I will never get tired of, it is the view of blossoming trees in the spring. White or pink, some in full bloom, looking like beautifull giant bouquets some only waiting for their time to come.

I coldn't resist to take some of the blossoming branches home with me. They won't last long of course, few days maybe, just like the ones ouside. But then, as they say, some things are more precious because they don't last long.