Every day now, we watch for the blooms of the Weeping Cherry that emerge like a firework and end just as suddenly. They stay in bloom for a week at best, unless the rain beats them down.
We’ve learned that the loss of blooms isn’t as sad or terrible as it feels; the tree blooms first and then ushers in dark green foliage that houses the Robin and Sparrow nests. When we lose the blooms, we gain the leaves.
And we gain a storehouse of wonder: eggs and hiding places and deep shade.
With every loss, a gain.
But for now, we wait for glorious blooms.