Day One, Saturday, last week.
Close, but no cigar. See all the unopened trees behind us? Still, the day was lovely and due to be warm, and we vowed to come back the next evening. Would there be any progress?
Day Two, Sunday
Day Three, Tuesday.
Determined and solo, I got up early and biked to the tidal basin. Success!
Oh, Cherry Blossoms. You're so much trouble, and so, so worth it. See you next year.