In advance of our wedding anniversary coming up this weekend, I stopped by our Boston digs to prepare the way, and the city was just starting to open up its blooms. This is a magical stretch of time of the year in Boston – the marathon is done, the colleges are just about to let out, and the swan boats have returned to the Public Garden. It’s the perfect time to celebrate a wedding, or anniversary, and after the last couple of years, a return to the simple joy of such a weekend is quite welcome.
The flowers are already joining in the festivities, lending their beauty and charm to the atmosphere. Once the Korean viburnum and the apple trees come into bloom, the perfume will be intoxicating, as much for its sweet fragrance as for its fleeting elusiveness.
Some of these spring flowers whisper quietly in subdued shades and small stature – those are sometimes the most charming, as they go unnoticed by the many, and such secrecy is often an under-appreciated element of joy.
