Tuesday, 15 April 2014

Cherry White


Every spring I saw magnolia trees in other people's gardens, an elegance of ivory, and I longed for one of my own. And all that time the cherry tree that I had planted in my own garden grew larger. It brought an exuberance of white in spring, soft flickering shade in the heat of summer and a fiery burst of amber in the autumn. This year I looked at the snowy perfection of the blossom and realised that I didn't want a magnolia tree any more. Wouldn't it be wonderful if all life's vexations could be resolved by waiting patiently for twenty three years.

9 comments:

  1. Indeed, but I am glad that your vexation in this regard has been resolved and with such great beauty! xx

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  2. A lesson in appreciating what we already have

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  3. Um, my neighbour has a magnolia and I hate it with all my guts. Its leaves are like wax and given we live along a stairway it is VERY dangerous, not to mention I must sweep 100 times a day as they all fall into my terrace too. And flowers? I never see ANY. Just those red seeds granates ... UGH, it's awlful!
    Look at your marvelous, gentle, tender cherry tree instead! I love that!!! A normal tree, wiht gorgeous fruit to boot.

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  4. Cherries are beautiful aren't they, I love them, so light and blossomy. And the cherries themselves, delicious. I've just put a tiny cherry in my front garden, and I'm ridiculously excited about the first tiny green shoots!

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  5. Actually I detest magnolias, so, yes, absolutely.

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  6. my cherry tree I planted when we moved in is about to flower for the first time ever. I am beyond excited.

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  7. We have inherited two mature cherry trees in previous houses. One keeled over and the other split in two. I miss them terribly. I should plant another of course but 23 years is a long wait and I'll be very old!

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  8. Our cherry tree died and we had to cut it down. This is the first year it has been gone and I really miss the blossom especially the white luminous flowers at dusk. Having said that we never ate the cherries, they made you squint with their acid ferocity. My father in law would collect them but thankfully he never offered us anything that he made with them.

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