For a few days each year, this tree is breathtakingly beautiful with its blossoms at their fullest. Then the street is littered with sad-looking, trumpet-shaped flowers, some of which have already made the journey.
Once the flowers are gone, huge leaves start to grow – seemingly overnight. With the first chilly weather in the Fall, the leaves hit the street, and the raking begins. But right now I marvel at how simply gorgeous the tree is right at this moment.
The tree has a baby sibling in the back and to the right, but the flowers are much slower in coming out. I don’t know what the difference is – they seem to get about the same amount of light.
There was quite a breeze during this portrait-taking ceremony, so the flowers aren’t as sharp as they could be, but nevertheless, they are still beautiful.