Paula, Senior Editor

Walking/jogging in the park this weekend, I stopped to enjoy the plum blossoms. By now most all those beautiful little pink and white petals are on the ground in these big drifts, which makes me smile just to see them and feel them so soft and lovely underfoot (my weary soles are also grateful). Then a breeze kicked up, sending a shower of the few tree blossoms remaining all around me. One of life's perfect little moments.