From dainty muscari and spring-sweet lilacs, to woodland blooms shy among leaves,
to those proud tulips of every imaginable color
my trip to the BBG the other day was so lovely. My first spring here (a decade ago), I went to the annual cherry blossom festival here with my mom, who somehow found out about it.
It's one of the few things I do every single year, even if she can't come visit and I go by myself. The flowers are good company, especially those sakuras. It's like walking through cloud after cloud of the essence of pink. And what better way to welcome May?