Weeping cherry blossoms illuminated by the sun. Brooklyn, New York City.
There are days when blossoms catch glints of sunlight on their petals that sway slowly in warm breezes.
On these days, it is as if the sun has exploded in the sky raining its light down to the earth below.
And the trees hold their branches out like eager tongues waiting to catch the first snowflakes of winter.
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