A wild wind blew in from the west yesterday, bending the bamboo and sending Kwanzan cherry petals flying over grass and street. 

It was a veritable petal storm, as the wind continued through the night and into today, sending overnight temperatures below freezing and forcing us to bring in the few plants we’d set outside. 

I’m telling myself that it’s only a temporary retreat. Spring is on the march this Earth Day, and it will persevere in the end.  Until then, I’m watching the petals as they fly. At least they’re not snowflakes.