We have a lot of white cherry blossom local to me. I cycle past the most amazing tree each day on my way to work. Like a cotton wool ball thrust upon a tree trunk that has been bare for many cold and wet months. Despite the temperature not quite being pleasant yet, almost but not quite there yet. The bright white blossom always cheers me up on a grey Monday morning. when it finally arrives letting me know more pleasant rides into work are on their way.
Small white blossoms, Chasing away melancholy, Almost here, Spring warmth.
25/03/24 rog leach
All this talk by frank of cherry trees in blossom at #dversepoetspub got me thinking of this song by KT Tunstall.
I love the simile ‘like a cotton wool ball thrust upon a tree trunk that has been bare for many cold and wet months’, Rog. ‘The bright white blossom always cheers me up on a grey Monday morning’, too.
I love the simile ‘like a cotton wool ball thrust upon a tree trunk that has been bare for many cold and wet months’, Rog. ‘The bright white blossom always cheers me up on a grey Monday morning’, too.
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cheers
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This sounds like a wonderful sight on a monday morning… maybe there is even cherries later in summer.
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hopefully
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Nature will always be the master designer, and your observations delightfully conveyed in this.
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thanks
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The sight of Cherry blossoms brings a smile to my face, too!
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=)
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Almost!🤞🏻
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=)
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wonderful Rog — and have always loved KT’s song! 👍🏼✌🏼
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cheers
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Ooo, white blossom -so wonderfully described!!
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thank you
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Wow! I’ve never seen white ones before – how beautiful! ❤
~David
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They are stunning
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