Monday, 4 May 2015 Spring is quite late this year and the forsythia has only just begun blossoming. But we rode our bikes to High Park to see if the cherry blossoms were out yet. But the trees were virtually bare with only a hint of buds on the branches; the only blossoms we saw were on the signs....
Tuesday, 5 May 2015 It was a beautiful lightly overcast day, the air soft and warm, so we rode our bikes into High Park again. There were quite a few more people wandering around gazing up. And no wonder. The blossoms were out at last. (Not at the bottom of the hill by the zoo though. Those trees' buds are still tightly closed.)
But the trees higher up and further north, where the bulk of the Japanese cherry trees have been planted, were in full bloom and the scene was quite similar to what we had seen in 2013.
We rode all the way around the park and were amazed to see so many cherry trees. They're everywhere!! There was one very large particularly beautiful tree on the roadside. A well-dressed, striking young woman was standing under the branches having her photo taken. We didn't have our camera with us though and vowed to come back the next day to take pictures. That night, on the evening news, there was a report about the cherry blossoms.
Wednesday, 6 May 2015 It was a beautiful day again so we rode our bikes into High Park again. There many many people milling around, as well as a long parade of cars searching desperately for a place to park (who would take their car?!! There's a subway stop right there!)
Once again, there was another photo-shoot under the large tree by the side of the road. This time, a different young woman was under the branches, and very very oddly dressed! (...a far cry from the elegantly dressed women from the day before and the kimono-clad woman from 2013...) The veil over her head was lace....
Most people were on the other side of the road and blissfully oblivious to the photographers and girl in the veil. Of course, there were a few carrying "selfie sticks" but most were simply strolling or sitting and basking in the warmth.
We kept riding, deciding not to walk down the steep hill where so many of the cherry trees and happily milling people are, and headed further southeast. The crowds thinned out dramatically and we were almost alone with the singing red-winged blackbirds. Closer to the lake, the blossoms are not yet quite out fully. (The cherry blossoms on the trees by the zoo are still tightly shut.)
It seems ridiculous that people need to be told not to climb on the trees! (In previous years, there have been branches inadvertantly torn from the trees because of silly people sitting on them to have their photos taken.)