This is another photo from last weekend's visit to Long Hill Gardens, right here in Beverly, MA. The property was once a private estate, but is now open to the public. The main road is lined with flowering trees, and they were in bloom this weekend. I don't know if they are cherry trees, but seeing them in bloom always makes me think of this poem by A. E. Housman:
Loveliest of Trees
Loveliest of trees, the cherry now
Is hung with bloom along the bough,
And stands about the woodland ride
Wearing white for Eastertide.
Now, of my threescore years and ten,
Twenty will not come again,
And take from seventy springs a score,
It only leaves me fifty more.
And since to look at things in bloom
Fifty springs are little room,
About the woodlands I will go
To see the cherry hung with snow.
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