Pear Tree Blossoms

When the pear tree blooms, I always find myself thinking of the poem Home Thoughts From Abroad by Robert Browning. Everyone knows the first line, "Oh to be in England, now that April's there...",  but further on he remembers "where my blossomed pear-tree in the hedge/ Leans to the field and scatters on the clover/ Blossoms and dewdrops..."



Where my pear tree grows, there's no hedge or field or clover, but it does scatter its petals like large white snowflakes over everything beneath it.