Thursday, April 21, 2005
From the editorial board of the Washington Post:
Tourists come for the cherry blossoms, but Washingtonians know that the real spring show starts after the last pink petals have fluttered away. Other fruit trees, less pampered but no less exuberant, burst into bloom; sprays of dogwood and redbud interlace. The first green is light and feathery. In the early morning, even the squirrels seem a touch less purposeful and the woodpecker's tattoo a beat or two less urgent. It's a short but glorious interval, between the rains of March and the air conditioning of May, when life here isn't just about traffic and terrorism -- when we remember that (in our opinion, and who's going to prove us wrong?) Washington is the world's most beautiful city.
And that's before the azaleas.