Woke up this morning to our first thunderstorm. So decided before it was raining too hard to get out and take some photos of our weeping larch tree. It is just beginning to open up and I love this stage of its growth. It just looks like it is covered with beads but when you get up close it is little needles opening up. Of course my dog, Ozzie, followed me out. He is fearless of storms, however, Barley, who you can see peeking out of the window on the bottom left of the photo, is scared to death. He usually ends up under our ottoman in the living room until it is over. I feel so badly for him and have tried numerous things to calm him but it does not seem to help. So it is the only negative thing about spring and summer for him.