If it wasn't 85 degrees out, you would think it was snowing with all the Yoshino Cherry blossoms flying through the air. Yes, it was 85 on Friday. I sure hope this won't be one of those years where winter goes straight into summer. I hate that. Today was cooler, in the low 70s, after starting out with a rainy morning.
I was wise to photograph the Yoshinos before the rain because it looks like the show is now over. I'm miffed about this. The trees were only pretty for about a week this year and I know they lasted longer last year.
There are two Yoshinos in the garden. This was the first tree I planted on the property and I vividly remember the cold January day I planted it (that is saying a lot because I have a terrible memory). The tree is now 17 years old, the same age as the garden, and is about the same height as the house.
In the following photo, taken from across the street, you can see both trees. The smaller one on the left is the youngest and was planted five or six years after the first tree. (It looks larger in the photo but that is just the perspective from where I was standing). In hindsight, it probably should not have been planted. There is way too much going on and too many trees in the front. Can you believe the tree between them is a Sweet Gum? What was I thinking?
For some reason, the younger tree bloomed first this year. As the blooms age, they turn pink. You can see that the younger tree is darker in color.
The final photo is taken in the little garden under the older Yoshino. You can see the brick pathway is totally covered in petals. Although the weather has been absolutely beautiful this week, it has been rather windy. I guess all the wind is what caused the beauty to be so fleeting this year.