Tightly coiled, and barely discernible in these photos, are the buds of our Kwanzan cherry tree, just waiting to burst forth in lush pink. Andy had an impressive specimen at his old house, and that’s where I first viewed the beauty of this variety up close. It had a thick trunk of handsome bark, and later developed leaves that would range from burgundy to green as the season progressed, before finally flaring up in brilliant shades of gold and yellow.
This one is just about the size of that one now, and soon, if it stops snowing, it will unfurl its magnificent blossoms and dangle them like little ballerinas over the water of the pool. For now, all is hope and anticipation and eagerness – a most happy state to inhabit.
