I’ve been madly busy with work, and blogging has suffered accordingly – sorry, I am very behind and missing you all. So much so that I have not blogged about this year’s tree for two months and had actually forgotten which of the pair I had chosen, I had to check my last post! Oh, the shame…
But I couldn’t follow a flowering cherry and then miss the blossom, so I have been keeping an eye on them, from my bedroom window. They started coming into full bloom on the 7th, which would have been perfect timing were it not for a work deadline immediately followed by lots of rain. But hey, at least I am joining in with the Tree Following Meme this month!
The path into the park is lined by a mass of Alexanders, it’s really no wonder I have to contend with so many seedlings in my garden.
Overhead the willows are coming in to leaf, and will soon be casting deep shade over this entire area – and part of my garden. The delicate tracery of leaves at this time of year is so magical though.
The grass hasn’t been cut for a while so the informal path that cuts off the corner is more obvious than normal. Can you see the hint of blossom ahead of me?
The wind and rain have taken their toll, and there is already a layer of cherry blossom confetti on the ground.
But overhead, just a cloud of frothy pink blossom, set off by the young bronze leaves, and looking particularly good against the slate roof off the fitness centre.
It is a glorious sight, and looking back from the opposite side, the three trees together are enough to make anybody’s heart sing, even on a somewhat cloudy day.
The strange plastic boxes are still there, and I still have no idea what they are for. Behind the trees the wildflower beds are beginning to sprout. I am looking forward to seeing what they look like in high summer.
It’s funny, but much as I enjoy cherry blossom, it is bluebells that I get really excited about at this time of year. There aren’t any bluebells in the park, although the area under the willows would certainly be a good home for them – assuming the Alexanders were controlled. We have bluebells in the river valley and in the community woodland, but neither supplies the magic of bluebells in a true woodland setting. So it is just as well that I met up with Kate (otherwise known as Bean Genie) at Plas Cadnant yesterday. They have bluebells in the more tame areas of the garden, like these in front of the bamboo grove singing out against the backdrop of massed ferns.
My favourite part of Plas Cadnant is the river valley woodland though, and here there are swathes of bluebells under birch trees just exploding into leaf. Here there are bluebells guarding the path down to the river. Here there is magic.
The cake? The cake was delicious, thank you for asking. Coffee and walnut. It went very nicely with my coffee.