The petals are just starting to drift down in flurries silently and gently
there is a scent like honey
It stops us in our tracks daily to gaze and rest our eyes on beauty
Unfurling into Spring on the equinox – leaning towards the sun
Mostly around about here I see the darker purple violet and then, unexpectedly a couple of patches of pure white under the trees
Then these – quietly there with delicate petals suffused with violet
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