I'm going to lay it out there -- March in Minnesota does not inspire me to greatness. These photos were taken about a week apart, the birch in Minnesota, the crabapple in Los Angeles. As beautiful as that birch tree is, frosted and sparkling and pristine.... and the crab is in possibly the grittiest area of central Los Angeles, in the crotch of the 5 and the 110. Or was it the 101?...
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