Sometimes the cherry blossoms were in clumps:
Sometimes the clumps reminded me of Ilana using the spray paint function on Word's paint program--pink dots grouped together against a green background.
Sometimes they weren't in clumps at all--each branch was covered with a thick fur of blossoms, like the fluffy arms of a teddy bear.
The reflection of the cherry blossoms in the tidal pool was striking.
The petals, which were falling with the raindrops, grouped together in the water. It reminded me of Cheerios in my cereal bowl when I was little. I noticed that they tended to attract each other and float together rather than alone. Since I make up explanations when I don't have one, I decided that this is because every object has a little bit of gravity. And so the Cheerios (and petals) all huddle together.
The cherry blossoms that grow on the trunks of the trees remind me of Ezra Pound's poem:
In a Station of the Metro
The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
Petals on a wet, black bough.
The trunks themselves are remarkable--some are so old and twisted and bulging. This contrasts with the fragile, light, fresh blossoms.
A couple of final pictures that I don't have anything to say about:
4 comments:
Pretty sure I came up with the Cheerios having gravity theory. At least I remember thinking/still think that when I eat them. But you and I steal each other's memories, I think.
the pictures are breathtaking :)
thank you for sharing! (can I get some copies for my walls??)
thank you for sharing! (can I get some copies for my walls??)
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