So where is it? Here. I was thinking on the way home yesterday that I needed to take some pictures of the beautiful spring green of the cypress trees in my yard and round about. Then I remembered that I had posted one last spring--almost exactly a year ago, in fact. Then I thought I would say something about the huge mess our cypress makes in the fall and winter, dropping enough needles and sticky little cones to cover the patio beneath it at least six inches deep, if I didn't clear it off from time to time, and how I forget all that in the spring because it's so pretty. Then I remembered I had said all that before as well.

I do want to try to get a better picture, although this one is not bad.