If you blinked, you might have missed it, but the cherries have bloomed and shed their transient petals already. Such is the spell of a few 80-degree days coming at this time of the year, which I’ll never complain about, even if it messes up the trajectory of the season. Better than snow!
The only snow I want to see right now is the abstract idea of it conjured by the falling petals of the apples and plums and cherries.
These photos were taken just as this old-fashioned single-flowered cherry tree was turning a deeper pink. The moment is fleeting in a good year; in this one it was practically over before it began. Get on board if you can, the train for summer has already left the station.
