This time every year I get excited about the cherry blossoms and other, similar blossoms. And this time every year, I wish I could be in DC photographing the cherry blossoms, drinking in their beautiful fragrance. So, I go into my own little world and imagine I am there when in all actuality, I’m just at North Park. C’est la vie. It will happen some day. It’s on my bucket list among many other things.
But this year I almost missed them all. The trees were sparse and the air was cool but I would not allow the few blossoms or my Raynaud’s to keep me from documenting this moment as I do every year.