It’s true that New York feels like a happier place these days. The color everywhere has a way of changing the collective mood of the city to such an extent that we wonder how we got through the monotony of winter all those months. But I no longer remember the cold; it’s funny how quickly you can forget.
We have a favorite cherry tree in our neighborhood that we love to stand under. With it’s canopy of blooms, it’s like being enveloped in cotton candy. Those luscious pink clusters don’t even seem real, and the cherry blossoms this year are just beyond. The city looks like a movie set, resembling all those scenes from movies set in NY that you would otherwise question because NY never looks that good in real life. But right now, yes. Yes, it does.
The magnolias, always the first flowering trees to usher in Spring, are already past its prime, shedding petals on the sidewalks that get slick and slippery when it rains and leaving young leaves in its place. The cherry blossoms, which are at its peak right now, will follow suit in about a week, maybe 2. It never lasts long, does it?
Summer is coming.
There’s an end-of-the-year feeling to school now that we’re firmly entrenched in May. Final performances are being scheduled and rehearsed, state testing is wrapping up.
And soon our days will have a completely different rhythm.