Cherry blossoms have erupted into full bloom. Soft pink flowers against a backdrop of leafless trees. Gnarly, twisted, aged trunks covered in light pink popcorn. Such a stark juxtaposition.
We sometimes go down to the tidal basin to enjoy the flowers, but this year decided to stroll through a beautiful neighborhood lined with cherry trees instead. Quiet, relaxed, and so incredibly welcoming: we were not the only ones who thought to pay the neighborhood a visit, and some enterprising children had even set up a lemonade and snack stand. Children were running around, couples were lying in the grass, families were picnicing. A modern day John Singer Sargent siesta painting.
We spread out a blanket and let the kids run around while the babies lay down looking up at the beautiful branches. Once again I was reminded of the fact that people everywhere love twins. Drivers slowed with windows rolled down to inquire about the babies, many strangers approached us to chat, and I even noticed a few people sneaking up to take a picture. Maybe we should set up a twin stand next to the lemonade stand next year, what do you think?
I can't think of a better way to welcome a weekend.