This year has been an exceptional year for blossom. The trees seem to be abound with the stuff. To me, the coming of spring blossom is one of the most wonderous events in the garden calendar. In Japan, an entire social structure has been borne from the ephemeral nature of the petals dancing to the ground. Known as Cherry Blossom Festivals, groups of Hanami or 'blossom viewing parties', enjoy the spectacle whilst eating , drinking and buying souvenirs from vendors. In the UK, we are lucky enough to have a climate where we can share in this delight. As a child I gathered huge amounts of flowers and petals from the Cherry Walk in Battersea Park, London, whilst my mother quietly accepted floral gifts which filled every available vessel. Having spent some time in Singapore at the Botanic Garden recently, where seasons do not exist, such events are abstract.
As one colleague said, “It is hard to imagine leaves falling from trees in the autumn only to return in the spring.” So my advice is; enjoy the moment. As Shakespeare wrote, “ Merrily, merrily shall I live now. Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.”