Reds, pinks, whites, and every mix of the three was brilliantly on display. It almost felt like one of those movies that begins black and white, and then splashes of color are increasingly added. If darkness is a theater for light, then nature is one for cherry blossoms. I felt that dueling tug of wanting to stand still and take it all in, while at the same time wanting to rush forward and be enveloped by the branches and petals.