Let's not wait to see if it gets better, let's dive into what it looks like now. In one word--beautiful.
I take every opportunity I can to talk to folks when I'm out and about which I presume will not surprise you. Especially the workers in Stanley Park, one of whom explained to me that a former head of gardening hybridized a pink Magnolia tree, such that there are now seven trees that are nearly 40 feet tall. Apparently, quite the feat. As you can imagine, the blooms reflect the fact that the tree is so tall. In a word, huge.
Having made this trek many times now, taking shortcuts is second nature, but what I did not know is that on this shortcut, I would run into this pretty as a picture wonderland.
Making my way to the flower gardens, there was no disappointment on my part as to the scenery.
Any time I run across purple flowers, my niece Laura comes to mind. Should she be reading this, I hope she likes these little cuties.
Espalier, which the above is a fine example of.
Leaving the park, I walk along Beach Avenue where there is still plenty to marvel. Heather, the dense pink below, continues to impress.
All that winter rain has produced flowers everywhere including along stone walls.