Quiet Rebellion

I have a special fondness for winter flowering cherries.

You’ve got to admire their quiet determination to do their own thing, no matter how incongruous it may seem to see their delicate flowers on a chilly and gloomy November day.


It’s as if it know its fragile beauty would be overshadowed by its showier cousins in the spring time. At that time of the year, its small pale flowers would just get lost among the bright colours and the harsh spring sunshine.

Instead, it has chosen to disregard the rules and find its own special time to flower, when no other tree or plant will steal its spotlight.

Then, when the season is right and nature is quieting down, when the light is soft and grey, then it really can just stop you on your tracks.