And, well, quite a while back, all the pretty pink petals of the Cherry Blossom tree blew away . All that is left is the injured trunk of the tree and all the barren branches. But still, the memory stays with me, that beautiful tree .
And to me, it’s beautiful in every single season, even in winter, and in fall; it’s just a beautiful tree. I miss the flowers. And symbolically, the Cherry Blossom tree means , “New Beginnings” .
Before we moved to this city, I never dreamed that we would own a Cherry Blossom tree, and WOW! God blessed us with two of them. After Hurricane Sandy, many new little Cherry Blossom trees popped up in the back yard.
I don’t have much more to say except this. I love taking pictures and I love that we can have the pictures, long after the flowers are gone to the wind. (Yes, I have pictures of the flowers also, on the tree) That’s for another post , some other time.
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