Wild Cherry

This Wild Cherry tree has personality - defiance above all. It stands proudly alone, unlike the huddled trees behind. It may not be perfect, but it’s not afraid to flaunt. In the spring it flirts and entices with pink-white blossom. In the early summer it drapes itself in shades of green - vivid and bright at first, but darkening and maturing as the languid days of August and September near. And then, in the autumn, comes the grand finale - the cloaks of blazing reds, golds and burnt oranges, one succeeding the other in rapid succession as if it is seeking to fend off the gathering melancholy of winter.

But it is during those lifeless, monochromatic days between December and March when it has shed its leaves and there are few passers-by pausing to admire, that I find it most alluring. It is then that its true nature is exposed. The outer form, the pleasing symmetry, remains, but now we see the complexity that it conceals.

Wild Cherry