Now that the blossom is gone you can see how many cherries should be growing here. But usually the birds get to them before we do…

or they will be, in time…

A few houses from ours there lives an old woman. I think she doesn’t like how my garden looks, since she brings over plants from her garden almost weekly. And then we talk a bit. That might be another reason to come over. My garden is filling up fast though.
This afternoon I found these in my kitchen when I came home from running some errands.
I do like them. They’re in my garden already.

Pictures of blossoms again. I know. But I love it so much.