In our neighborhood, the planners of 20+ years ago, planted Japanese cherry trees on all the streets. They certainly had foresight.
In the summer and fall, the purple leaves cling to the trees through the blistering desert sun and the howling mountain winds. They offer a resting place for the birds and shade for the reader who choses to snuggle in by the trunk with a book.
These trees are givers.
And, right now in late April, we are being blessed with the buds slowly becoming the beautiful blooms that will give way to those leaves.
Soon the neighborhood will be lined in pink and purple.
I love it so much I had to share.
Oh and I must say too, that the deer don’t eat these trees like they do everything else. So that’s an added bonus too.
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