I Thought We had Hoarfrost

I glanced down Stevens Creek Boulevard on my way to work this morning, and all the trees were puffy and white. Aparently the trees decided it was time to blossom.  They're fresh blossoms, too, because it had been raining (fairly heavily, by the look of the pavement), and the blossoms were still on the trees.

And if any of you are wondering why I was on Stevens Creek on my way to work, I wasn't lost.  I was stopping by Marie Callenders.  Happy Pi Day.