So many blossoms, so little time.
Three old-fashioned apple trees stand at the corner of an office/warehouse building between Chartiers Creek and one line of railroad tracks. Not a place you’d expect to find three mature and beautiful apple trees planted in a triangle so that when they bloom they become a wall of blossoms. I finally found them in the morning light, which I knew would be best for where these trees are situated.
I love the deep pink of the blossoms while they wait to open, and the most delicate shade of pink when they have fully bloomed.