Down by the river Cam, the wind was whistling through the trees, newly green with fresh leaves. The river does a loop around the city and then just a few yards down from the bridge, there is this tree.
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Oh SO far ahead…
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If we are far ahead – what is it like where you are, now?
We are having a late spring – or so it seems – One of my very most favourite times of the year is when the green ‘fuzz’ appears on trees seen in the distance –
This year, with so many different trees around us, right in the city, I am able to look more closely and see which are coming into leaf and in what order. Thus far, the limes and the Ginko trees are lagging behind the others. 🙂
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Not that this is normal for us here at this time of the year – April showers bring May flowers, as the auld saying goes – but nothing has been “normal” for at least TWO full seasonal cycles… Two summers ago was the worst drought we’ve ever had in this part of Ontario, but Autumn almost made up for it. Then there was last year with a late, cold spring; a summer that never truly arrived with rain, rain and more rain; the plants still holding their leaves when winter abruptly set in. So, you see… ): Until this week, spring temps have stayed more like March: +/- the freezing mark. Two weekends ago now, 1.5 weeks back, we had a MASSIVE storm system move through (seriously, it covered from below Mexico to well north of The Great Lakes) which, when it finally arrived lasted for days; switching from rain, to freezing rain and then dumping over 6″ of ice pellets which first packed eavestroughing and then left “drifts” below where they continued to bounce and roll and be blown about by a wicked wind; and eventually turning back to 25mm of rain which converted the pellets to massive piles of slush. Just an incredible sequence! Remnants of these drifts are slowly melting away after four days of incredible sunshine and temperatures have finally crept up into the double-digits normal for this time of year (14-3°C)
Most things in the garden kept their heads down waiting, but the Garlic Chives had their tips frozen off; something which I don’t ever recall seeing, but certainly never in mid-April…
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Wow, I was right there with you. Lovely writing. I have this dystopian question lurking in my brain: Will today’s bread baskets be tomorrow’s deserts? How will geopolitics respond? It makes me shudder.
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What a beautiful tree. Not only for being in full bloom but also so well proportioned.
I’m a little late in here, but all the cherry trees, sakura, are in bloom right now in Stockholm. They planted them thirty years ago in Kungsträdgården [King’s Garden], right downtown. Now they’ve become a bit of an attraction.
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Cambridge is blessed with a lot of good trees, including some scarce ones in the Fellows Gardens of the Colleges. As long as it is not exam time, most of them are open to the public.
Were your trees a present from Japan? I remember hearing that the cherry trees in Washington D.C. were given by Japan in the early 1900s.
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They could’ve been — I need to read up on that. So far, I haven’t managed to coordinate any of my trips back home with their bloom. I wish. They don’t even have a webcam …
I like trees …
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Me too, about liking trees. When I was a kid wanted to plant trees. I’ve not idea why because I didn’t get a love for nature until I went to university, which was set in parkland with mature trees and a wood. I was lucky – I was introduced to bird watching by someone who was studying there. He showed me a robin’s nest – and I was hooked.
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As a teenager, I wanted to go to Israel … it was something about tree planting [don’t remember exactly what], but my mum wouldn’t let me LOL I was weak, and didn’t have the means to stick up against her anyway.
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I could have gone when I was a teenager – maybe 15 years old but I was too shy to imagine working on a kibbutz with a lot of people 🙂
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I was a lot more social back then, than what I am now, but I didn’t have the stamina to stand up against her.
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