Spring is glorious in Washington D.C. Regardless of what kind of winter we've had, cold and rainy, blustery and snowy, or just long and dreary we ache for the warmth, the green, the possibilities and hope of springtime. Just like predictions for presidential elections, Washingtonian's follow forecasts of when our cherry blossoms will bloom. The Yoshino cherry blossoms peak bloom at different times due to the weather. The cherry blossom festival even has it's own website. Imagine that!
The trees were a gift of friendship to the United States from the people of Japan in 1912. The blossom is a symbol equated with the transience of human life and epitomizes the transformations the Japanese culture has undergone through the ages.
A month ago, Bob and I went downtown to take pictures of the blossoms. I loved roaming around with my camera like a tourist instead of a Washington native. I've been busy. The days have flown by. Today I decided it was better to post them as they are. Summer is around the corner.
We walked around the tidal basin and shot a few pictures of the Jefferson Memorial. It was early in the morning and already there were dozens of people crowding the sidewalks. The blossoms peak for only a few days and then litter the ground with their petals.
The hardest thing about posting to the blog is deciding which photos to include. I post less than a tenth of the pictures I shoot. Which are more interesting? Do they tell a story?
Who could resist a shot of the Washington Monument? It's practically a tradition. We reminisced about the days when you could climb the stairs to the top.
Can you see the other photographers and tourists lining the pathway along the left side of the image? We worked hard not to take pictures of each other!
The trees are green now. These photographs will remind me of the fleeting moments of delicate blossoms until next year.
Spring is glorious in Washington D.C. Regardless of what kind of winter we've had, cold and rainy, blustery and snowy, or just long and dreary we ache for the warmth, the green, the possibilities and hope of springtime. Just like predictions for presidential elections, Washingtonian's follow forecasts of when our cherry blossoms will bloom. The Yoshino cherry blossoms peak bloom at different times due to the weather. The cherry blossom festival even has it's own website. Imagine that!
The trees were a gift of friendship to the United States from the people of Japan in 1912. The blossom is a symbol equated with the transience of human life and epitomizes the transformations the Japanese culture has undergone through the ages.
A month ago, Bob and I went downtown to take pictures of the blossoms. I loved roaming around with my camera like a tourist instead of a Washington native. I've been busy. The days have flown by. Today I decided it was better to post them as they are. Summer is around the corner.
We walked around the tidal basin and shot a few pictures of the Jefferson Memorial. It was early in the morning and already there were dozens of people crowding the sidewalks. The blossoms peak for only a few days and then litter the ground with their petals.
The hardest thing about posting to the blog is deciding which photos to include. I post less than a tenth of the pictures I shoot. Which are more interesting? Do they tell a story?
Who could resist a shot of the Washington Monument? It's practically a tradition. We reminisced about the days when you could climb the stairs to the top.
Can you see the other photographers and tourists lining the pathway along the left side of the image? We worked hard not to take pictures of each other!
The trees are green now. These photographs will remind me of the fleeting moments of delicate blossoms until next year.
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