The Kwanzan cherry trees are among the last to bloom – and I stood under this one whilst waiting for the bus this afternoon.
And that was about the highlight of my day. Not a bad day. Just a very ordinary day. Which – come to think of it – isn’t bad at all. Not when you are ¾ of a century old.
And for bonus points, I didn’t get rained on. Of course, I had a raincoat, umbrella and my very oldest shoes. I did everything I could to stop the rain.
April 2014 wasn’t the beginning of the end for Mr C. It was more like the beginning of the end of the end. But, I did take a picture of the Kwanzan cherry tree.