My favorite memory of living in the Okanagan is the few days of the year that the Cherry Trees drop their blossoms. It’s the most amazing smelling, pretty fluttering “snow” you could ever experience. Sigh…
I grew up in Prince George, BC. I had never ever seen REAL cherries growing. Oh sure, I’d seen cherry trees in some of the yards, but you never saw any cherries on them. If you ever DID see real cherries on a real cherry tree, you assumed it was some exotic poisonous fancy variety, and if you ate it you’d get some sudden stomach ailment.
Then I bought a Zone 3 Hardy Cherry Tree (That’s gardener-talk for a tree that can survive our -45*C winters.) I honestly don’t know it’s proper or scientific name. I was able to get a whole handful of Cherries off it the first summer, and my whole family dared to eat the fruit. I found it tasted like a Bing Cherry, only really sour. Maybe I picked it too soon? The Grimacing Emperor grimaced. I think he’ll prefer the cherries in pie next time. The Cheeky Princess and the Marshmallow Kid both were too busy munching to tell me their opinions.
There’s no way I’ll have enough blossoms of my own to call it a “Blooming Snowfall” but I do know that I have at least 3 handfuls of cherries to look forward to this summer. 😀 I can’t wait to see the pretty red fruit appear.
I really hope that my cherry crop from this year looks as good as the fruit did in August 2012. It’s definitely NOT a Bing.