Peak Blossom Days in Washington, D.C.
This weekend the cherry blossoms reached peak bloom in Washington, D.C. Knowing their fragile nature, people flooded the city to see them– cameras, cars, and all.
Despite my disdain for all the cars and buses they draw, it impresses me that a bunch of pink flowers can have such a profound effect on people.
Including me. Every day, I have steadily watched the blossoms on my commutes, and recorded their transformation. I found them irresistible.
I was even compelled to leave home early a few times this past week so as to avoid the bus-driven hordes and sneak in a few extra minutes in the flowers’ expanding presence.
Cool gloomy days that preluded the warm sun-filled weekend helped.
They don’t receive quite the same level of attention, but the magnolias have been providing an impressive canopy for us this week as well.
Soon they, too, will lose their leaves so that other flowers might have their day.
I can already smell the first hints of honeysuckle.