The ailanthus is blooming! There's a stretch of them along the southern edge of Precious Blood Cemetery and each time that I walk by I am reminded of the Henri Rousseau painting called A Stroll In The Woods. The branches are so jungle-like it's as if Rousseau had painted them. Even when the leaves are gone in winter and the trees are gray and bare I still think they look like they were painted into the landscape. The black locust is blooming too. And all the evergreens have grown an additional inch of bright green.
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