What a difference a week or so makes... Suddenly the blossom (buds virtually invisible to the eye before I went on holiday) bursts forth in a riot of exuberance. This is the scene about 100 yards from my house. The colour makes a very ordinary urban scene look quite rural and pretty. The low building is not a barn (ha!) but a row of garages. These are a much sought-after commodity in Saltaire. One was for sale recently and I imagine it fetched a price reminiscent of a beach-hut on the south coast!
I do love this time of year, and always enjoy seeing this row of (I think) cherry trees in bloom. There are two sorts: dark pink and light pink, and the combination is very attractive. Their blossoming is usually a cue for a bout of wild and windy weather. In a week or two, the whole street will resemble the street of a thousand weddings, as all the petals drop to the ground like so much confetti.