I get home sick this time of year. It’s the Cherry Blossoms. The smell in the air. The simple pleasure of driving down a street with all of them in bloom. A few years ago I made it back for my parents 25th wedding anniversary. I dragged my sister, my nephew and husband to the Cherry Blossom Festival. I don’t think they understood it was about the beauty of the trees. It was hot and we were hungry and they weren’t really excited by it all. I took a ton of pictures because I thought I would print them and frame them for a nice look in my bedroom. I never did that. Since my lay off many things have gone on my list of to-do’s and I am putting this on it right now.
Stop and smell the Cherry Blossoms!