Ducks weren't enough? Now it's bunnies too!

It's getting serious now with the random acts of cuteness in the neighborhood. Throw bunnies in the mix and you can't help but say awwww.

Invasion of the ducks

Just when you think you've seen it all, something new, and in this case, enchanting, crops up. Someone in the neighborhood has decided that ducks should rule and has released them in multiple places. They are adorable and so small, you can go right by without noticing them. How, you ask. Well, because they are glass.

The duck fairy even put a minuscule duck on my mosaic bowling ball that is a garden ornament in the front yard. Sad to say, the bowling ball tile work is coming off, so it needs to be replaced, but in the meantime, this little speck of a duck has a home.

Not promising anything, but it is Spring so...

Yes, your observation is correct. It's been non-stop blossoms lately. Though I would love to promise these will be the last, there most likely will be more. So, moving on. Anyone who knows me at all knows that I'm not fond of the color pink. Even as a child, that color was a definite no go. However, we all know there are exceptions to every rule, and the exception for pink is flowers. While I certainly wouldn't choose a bouquet of pink roses, for example, if there are clusters of pink blossoms, that's a different story. This lively display is too good to pass up.

On the other hand, yellow and red are absolute winners. These blossoms are sheer perfection:

Viva la Spring.

Plump and thriving and not mine

Whenever someone walks past my overgrown yard and says something kind about my garden, I weakly protest that gardening is not exactly what I do. Since my knowledge of different plants and their care is almost nil, succulents are the go-to as they have a tendency to live in spite of me. Okay, geraniums and spider plants do well in my care, but pretty much anything else is a non starter. Even succulents, which are supposed to bear up under the harshest conditions, will often manage to survive in my care, but not exactly go for broke. One example is my pot of whatever this beautiful red rimmed plant is. It's okay, and still alive after many years, but it doesn't inspire confidence that it will suddenly explode in bounteous glory.

This same plant I see daily on my walk with Nellie, is plump and massive. 

Then there are the amazing blossoms that pop up everywhere but in my garden. Well, at least they make our walks interesting and fun, and I don't have to put the work in. So there's that.

Another sign that says it all

No need for further discussion.

Nature is just plain weird

This is a conundrum I pass by almost every day. This tree has a growth on it that I cannot figure out. Was it started by a person who was trying to add personality, or was it grown by the tree itself? Mind you the tree looks nothing like the growth. Inquiring minds want to know.

Beauty exposed

Haven't a clue what this bush of beautiful blossoms is called, and they are in a sad and dingy parking lot to brighten it up. They succeed.