One of the first pieces I painted was cherry blossoms. We have a cherry blossom tree outside our front window and I love in spring when it suddenly the delicate pink blossom erupt from the tree. The tree is then covered in pink for about a week, sometimes more. And then on our of our famous windy, gusty days, all the blossom take flight and the neighborhood is covered with them. They end up in the garage, in the car, everywhere. And then they are gone until next year. The tree then is covered with bright green leaves all summer.