Blossoms Around Town


When I ventured out into the streets yesterday morning to get some air, greet some neighbors, and get some fresh vegetables if possible, I saw that a very large branch had come off of a cherry tree a block from my house. I have lived in my house long enough to have watched the tree grow from a three-foot sapling to a tree that has swollen past the confines of its row house corner yard. The branch that broke off in the snow was four or five times the size of the sapling when it was first planted. I spent an hour walking and then made sure I went back to the tree. It was starting to bud. It was warm last month, and it’s getting lighter every day. I don’t have high confidence that the buds were far enough along to force blossoms. I thought I’d give it a try. Whether I see blossoms early or not, I can use the branches to stake young herbs in another 7-10 weeks.
Is the penny for a dream tax? Really, I am thrilled by the rain. It will make the spring-like sunny days coming that much sweeter, and gardening this weekend that much more delightful. Seeds are sprouting. I took the tropicals out on Sunday so they could catch the storm. They are soaking it up.
Whom I brought home today from foster care.
