While I was daily documenting the progress of the cherry trees, the world around me rushed into spring. Dressed itself in a finery of green and gold, glowing in its awakening. The trees on the street have burst into blossom, I didn't see them until tonight. Surprised. Everything is always changing.
The sun recedes further and further away, and the clouds cover what light remains. The robin sings it's evening song until the darkness of night has descended.
(No pictures yesterday. Am coming close to the end of this series.)
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| April 9/L Herlevi 2014 |
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