Cherry blossoms are beautiful, and a cherry orchard in bloom is an all-too-brief, heavenly sight. Nevertheless, I’d like to give the cherries a little competition by championing a different fruit-bearing species. There are one or two plum orchards near where I live, but the nearest plum tree, and the dearest to my heart, is the little plum tree in our front yard.
Here it is from bud first blossom to full bloom.
Not ready to give a book report tonight, but I'm reading William Irwin Thompson's AT THE EDGE OF HISTORY, which I first (and last) read 35 years ago. What a strange book to read on the heels of Wendell Berry's BRINGING IT TO THE TABLE. Two more opposing worldviews could hardly be found.