hi-ho cherry-o

I'm not exactly sure where Spring went, but over the weekend, Summer decided to make an appearance in Brooklyn. With sunny temperatures hovering between 85 and just over 90 degrees, the trees took note and stopped dragging their feet about blossoming. Yesterday, which was the warmest day of the bunch, we trekked to the Brooklyn Botanic Garden to bask in the glory of their cherry blossoms. Everything was at peak bloom, and it was gorgeous. The entire gardens were lovely, but the Japanese Flowering Cherries and the fragrant Dogwoods were spectacular. Don't believe me? Take a look for yourself:

The Cherry Esplanade

Looking up

The Cherry Walk

It might not beat the cherry blooms in our nation's capital, but it was the most breathtaking blossom display I've ever witnessed (going to the D.C. cherry festival is still on my to-do list). To be there at peak bloom made it all the better, though more than once I found myself romantically wishing the blossoms were ready to fall down around us in the shady breeze. Ah well. I suppose that just leaves me with an excuse to go again next year.