Though I don't have any ornamental pears in my yard, I enjoy the borrowed view of the Bradford pears in the neighborhood. I especially like the contrast between the white blossoms on my neighbor's pear and the very dark green of my cedar and tea olives.
The next several weeks will bring a succession of blooming ornamentals. I remember the March when Caleb was about 8 years old. We had a long drive to church, and we passed the time by making rhyming riddles. The riddles were inspired by the plants that were blooming or beginning to leaf out. I remember being quite impressed by one that Caleb made up about a weeping willow, though I don't remember now exactly how it went.
Here's an example of what one of the riddles might have sounded like:
The shape of our yellow blossoms
Our name tells.
You won't hear us ringing
But we're ______ ____
I hope you are taking time to look at the spring flowers.