Last year, a heavy rain shower carried off the delicate blooms on my Double Flowering Almond before I had much of a chance to take any pictures.
So when I noticed yesterday afternoon that it had come into flower, I grabbed my camera as soon as we finished super, and ran out in to the garden determined not to miss it another opportunity.
The Almond is a bit battle-scared and misshapen having once served as a winter food source for some unknown animal and possibly the possum whose bleached, white skull I discovered one spring peaking out from under the garden shed.
It is a tall V-shaped shrub with stiff upright branches, as you see here.
Now about 5 years old, it stands about 6 feet tall and is about 5 feet at its widest point.
As afternoon quickly became evening, the last of the sun's rays seemed to catch and hold
on the soft, pink petals.