We took a walk to Ikea in Red Hook. Flowers were the compensation for the ordeal ahead. Above, the Summit Street Community Garden. Serene and less scraggly-looking than most, with raised beds that made me jealous.
Another community garden, and a littering of blue violets on its sidewalk.
A third community garden (is this the new East Village?), and a prunus in bloom.
The Columbia Street pears.
I don't ever remember the pear blossom being this...white.
It was stunning.
It is going to be an insane 88'F/31'C tomorrow, and that might be the end of these.
If you shook the branches and stood with your head up and your mouth open, would the falling petals taste the way I thought manna would, back in the days of manna for breakfast and quails for dinner?
Outside Ikea, the first Kwanzan cherry blossom I have seen.