We are driving through the Midwest just as the trees are budding and it seems like an extraordinary number of them are covered with blooms. They are just beautiful. I saw this tree growing on the campus of Paul’s alma mater, Spring Arbor University in Michigan.


Coincidentally I just read this very pleasing poem about budding cherry trees.

A Shropshire Lad 2: Loveliest of trees, the cherry now

Loveliest of trees, the cherry now
Is hung with bloom along the bough,
And stands about the woodland ride
Wearing white for Eastertide.

Now, of my threescore years and ten,
Twenty will not come again,
And take from seventy springs a score,
It only leaves me fifty more.

And since to look at things in bloom
Fifty springs are little room,
About the woodlands I will go
To see the cherry hung with snow.

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