It seems nearly sacrilegious to have all these gorgeous, perfectly pink, cloud-like buds outside our front door and not photograph them. From every angle. Even though you may be up to your Instagram eyeballs with pictures of cherry blossoms by now–especially if you live in the Washington, DC area–these are extra special because there are so many different, exquisite varieties of cherry blossoms exhibitioning right now in Frederick, Maryland–where we live–I can barely contain myself.
Last weekend, my family set out for a walk with the sole purpose of finding all the various types of cherry blossom trees around Frederick and photographing them.
This guy led the charge.
And the rest of us followed behind.
Don’t you wish life was always framed by cherry blossoms?
In case your wondering, it’s not that my little Wynn’s Persian complexion is looking more like mine (that is, ivory or, as some would say, ghostly pale). Rather, I’m pretty sure this is the first time she’s been out in the sun since she was born last October. Suffice it to say, it was a very long and rough winter with lots of baby layers, making spring that much more appreciated.
These blossoms have a cloud-like that make me feel like I’m walking in the clouds. Kind of like I did here.
The famouns clocktower in Frederick’s Baker Park:
Then we headed over to a new project we’ve just started working on in Potomac. It’s a hosue from the ground-up on this woodsy lot frequented by herds of deer. Do deer travel in herds? Swarms? Packs? Anyway, the property is a popular deer stomping ground. You get my drift.
It was quite lovely to see what was blooming over there. I just adore these trees that have been planted in rows on the lot. Judah says, “Let’s run thru the tunnels Mom, chase me!” And he also says, “Let’s look for the deer poop!” Our weekends are riveting I tell you.
Enjoy your week friends!