Dancing with petals

The Tramantane is at first force leaving the sea white with a few blue caps. My street with its overhanging flowers is a wind tunnel which is pulling many of the petals off the stems creating purple and pink carpeting on the pavement. As I walked down the street I was caught in a swirl of petals twisting around me, going as high as my shoulders then dipping in a floral curtsy--a magic moment.