The sight of cherry blossoms make the city look extra special to me.
When the petals drop to the ground, it appears like falling snow.
I like this type of snow.
At Sakura Park in Morningside Heights/Harlem,
you can have your pick of a cherry blossom tree, under which to sit and enjoy the day.
There’s so much to do among the Cherry Blossoms:
Have a picnic.
Gaze at the trees and enjoy the beautiful sight.
Practice soccer moves.
Rest after practicing soccer moves.
Share an embrace.
Strum soothing tunes on the guitar.
Read a good book.
Enjoy the peaceful atmosphere with the baby.
Sit, relax, stare up into the trees and enjoy the beauty of the day.
Even this American Robin is enjoying the beautiful spring day among the Cherry Blossoms.
Over the summer, I saw these interesting green bags around a few trees. Of course, I had to inspect it closer and found out that it’s called a Treegator. It is a slow release watering bag used to water one of the million trees planted around the city.
The Treegator is a good way to reduce tree transplant shock and drought stress. The bag holds about 20 gallons (75 liters) of water and it keeps watering the tree for 5 to 9 hours. According to the instructions, you simply zip the bag around the tree and fill it with water. That’s it. The only work you have to do is refill the bag with water every 5 to 7 days. What a genius creation!
I’m not sure why. Perhaps it’s not so unusual, but I was shocked to see an apple tree on a street that I pass, almost daily, for several years. I’d never ever noticed apples growing on this tree before then. Then the other day, as I walked down the sidewalk, I saw two apples on the ground. It looked like someone had taken one bite and then thrown the apple away. I thought someone had littered and that made me roll my eyes and shake my head as I walked by. The next day, I saw apples on the ground, again.
This time, something told me to look up. To my surprise, I saw apples!! In the tree!! I’m only used to seeing apples in the grocery store, not hanging on trees. I was shocked. I had to take a double take. I wasn’t even sure if they were apples. I looked at a few people who passed by, but they kept walking. No one looked up.
The apples were high up in the tree. If I could, I would have reached up and plucked one.
Instead, I had to be satisfied with taking photos.
Now, every time I pass by the tree, I hasten my step and wonder if an apple will fall on my head.
I didn’t know flies like apples. Now, I do.
Looking up at a church. The missing leaves make it easier to see.