Here today, gone tomorrow... the fleeting beauty of cherry blossom.

I’m so glad I took this photo of the cherry blossom tree in the bed beside our front door yesterday. For weeks it has been sporadically spitting out the odd blossom, but at the weekend it was as if every bud suddenly burst open at once. It was magnificent. Was being the operative word. After a day of wild, wet, windy weather here, there’s barely a blossom left on its branches. Ah well, at least the rock wall under the cherry tree looks quite pretty in its candyfloss pink coat.