A Tree Begins to Bloom

#springwander A single cherry tree at the far edge begins to open, its branches dusted with soft pink. It’s not in full bloom yet, but you can feel its promise. One flower, then five, then a hundred. It offers shade without asking, beauty without effort. You visit it again the next day—just to see who’s joined the bloom. There’s something kind in the way it grows. Like it’s blooming just for you.