I was there just last week. Walking up The Dayara Bugyal trail, through rhododendron forests, a gentle climb to high altitude meadows nestled in the heart of the Himalayas.
Bare walnut trees, waking up, were sprouting baby green leaves. Wheat fields swayed to the rhythm of sunlight. Birds stopped to suck nectar from red rhododendrons. Dotting the landscape were these artistically gnarled leafless trees covered in pink sprays of inflorescence. Cherry? I asked in my botanic ignorance. Haha No they said. We’re not in Japan. This is Tilini.
when cherry blossoms'
pink evanescence pauses
to breathe in Spring
Mindfills of s.s. for
dVerse – Frank Tassone’s Haibun challenge – cherry blossoms
dVerse OLN – hosted by Lillian