The good news is that Atlanta has had tons of rain recently, which we desperately need, since we're in our second year of the "official" drought.
The bad news is that my beloved Sakurafubuki just isn't going to happen this year as a result (refer to the post of March 10 for more info). I have kept out hope that we would dry up and get some good sun for at least a couple of days while there have still been blooms on the cherries, but it's not looking good.
Walking under the trees yesterday it looked like lots of wet pink tissues had been thrown all over the ground. Sort of like the day after the tacky bridal shower, after the crepe paper has been left out one night too many.
Oh, well, there is always next year, and we really do need the rain!