It feels like spring hasn’t even been here, and yet the first steps of its departure are already being taken. This past weekend, with the rain and wind and decidedly dreary weather, we saw the magnificent showing of the Kwanzan cherry blooms come to a gorgeously dramatic end. After a soaking rain all of Saturday, weighting the blooms with wetness, Sunday’s strong breezes brought them all down – mostly into the pool. Andy did his best to stay on top of them, but as this was the most floriferous our cherry has ever been, it proved a daunting task.
As sad as it was to see the petals go, it was also quite beautiful, which is often the way with nature. It’s a lesson that we need to learn and accept. We stood outside and watched the cherry blossoms leave their branches, fluttering down like a steady parade of pink snow, preparing the way for the end of spring.
The only good thing about the end of spring is the start of summer…
