Cherry Darling

Cherry Darling

In my neck of the global woods (Canada!) we are a long, long, LONG ways away from cherry blossom season. We have a few more weeks of fall before the big chill descends and we settle into our igloos for the season, sled dogs curled at our feet, as we subsist on military-grade rations of canned baked beans and caribou jerky until the permafrost thaws enough for us to rouse the dogs, hitch up the sled and travel eight days to the big city to stock up on yet more jerkied Canadian animals. Lather, rinse, repeat.

But somewhere in there we will get a few cherry blossoms, I promise. Here’s my ode to the six days in the spring when that actually does happen. 😉

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