Do you remember this excess in pink glory?
This is the cherry tree that grows in our tiny yard. From my window I've watched autumn have its way with it. It's a grim affair, the tree bursting into flames as its dress is torn asunder ( - there is a little emo poet in me).
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One morning they had swept up all the leaves and the yard was intensely grey and dull. Cherry glory come back.
* Perfect title for a Monday morning, don't you agree?