The cherry trees on our street are looking much better. Last year they were plagued by tiny caterpillars that swung from threads and got stuck in your hair when you walked past. Pesticides are illegal in our city, but the tree guys came by with something organic that would make them "do better next year," and it worked. I hope this means they will leaf up beautifully too. It will be nice to have our happy trees back. The fluffy cherry blossoms that come at the end of blossom season always remind me of the day Alex was born. I looked out of the hospital corridor windows at them for several hours while I paced, trying to accelerate labour. That worked too, come to think of it.
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