This is definitely the time of year I miss Washington most. Cherry blossom season is hands down the prettiest time of year, even if the population of the city must multiply a hundred fold. Last year I was lucky enough to be in town (see snaps here, or the year’s before from sunrise walks across the basin). I’ve been spying on those cherry blossoms across blogs and instagram feeds like a sakura-voyeur (voyeuse?) across the weekend.
We’ve had some great sunny days here in Denmark and just when I’m sure the trees (not cherry) in my yard are going to bloom, we get a dark rainy day. Maybe more water is in order. But this weekend while out and about, I caught these pretty blooms. Not cherry and not sure what they actually are but I’ll take it!
