Spring blooms often feel so much more fleeting than those that emerge in the summer. I suspect I’m more aware of that this year since I’ve had much less chance to get out on regular walks and take in each new development. How did it get to be mid-May already? When I came upon this apple tree in full bloom yesterday, I thought to myself that I had better stop for a few minutes and memorize the smell now, because the next time I walk past the blooms will be gone. It only happens once a year.
Standing underneath the fragrant canopy and breathing deeply for five minutes turned out to be pretty good stress relief, too.