Thursday, April 15, 2021

Cherry blossoms gently fall like confetti on a sun kissed landscape



I had mentioned that the cherry blossoms were beginning to bloom in Vancouver. Well now they are gently falling in the sunshine. It's like warm snowflakes or scented confetti. It's finally starting to get lighter out in the morning. Now when I ride into work, instead of complete darkness there is a warm orange glow on the horizon. Since I live in the Fraser Valley, that means the horizon is almost 180 degrees of mountain ranges so the orange glow on the mountains backdrop is uplifting and inspiring. It's been a bit frosty riding the bike into work in the morning but this week the afternoon sunshine has been very warm for Vancouver.

As I said before, I love the seasons. I used to know someone whose favorite season was the fall. They loved seeing the leaves change colour and were filled with anticipation when the leaves would fall from the trees in preparation for winter. I also like it when the cherry blossoms fall in anticipation of summer. Spring, summer, fall, winter I like it all - the cycle, the change, the growth.

I know someone who lives in central America. Since it's so close to the equator, they don't have season, it's summer all year long. Except for a two-month rainy season. For most people this would be a dream come true. I admit it sounds appealing. It's just that I do really like the seasons.

I know someone else who lives in Asia. They're about the same latitude as us and their cherry blossoms are in bloom at the same time as ours. That Swedish couple who moved up north made a video about the midnight sun and the polar winter. That was very interesting. They're so far north the sun doesn't set at night in the summer and doesn't rise in the winter. It makes the seasons of light and darkness very extreme. It'd be a cool experience but I prefer the seasons where I am. Most Canadian would prefer winter in Arizona but there's no snow.

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