A hard freeze is predicted tonight, so I suspect these blossoms won’t be so pretty tomorrow. The tree is a bit tall and spindly. Mosses and lichens cover its bark so thickly I can’t distinguish its natural pattern. Such is the way of trees in overgrown, neglected places. This one is struggles for its share of light among the elms, oaks, ancient cedars, and thorn trees that have overtaken the yard around an old homesite in our north pasture.