The last day of May is too soon at hand, and with it goes the last full month of spring. That means summer fun is right around the corner, as well as a long-desired break from this blog (for you and me both). Things are moving swiftly in the garden right now, with flower after flower quickly blooming then moving on to the next species. This is the problem with warming up so fast after being cold for so long: plants will rush to make up for lost time, getting it over with sooner than we’d like. Nature likes to keep her appointments.
Case in point was this Kwanzan cherry tree, which had a banner year of blooms. They put on a show for almost a week before being ripped from their branches in a single morning of rain and wind. The petals poured down like a heavy snow, littering the pool and ground with an enchanting layer of pink.
Before they went, however, I captured these shots, freezing them forever at the height of their glory. It’s the only way we have of keeping them. That and these words. Both have power.
Mere memory is fallible.
