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Posted on August 12th, 2008 by solocrow.
Categories: Dead Poets, Generic Blatherings, Images.
Although cherry blossoms are most often associated with Spring, here’s a version of a recent linocut that is the fruit of a few of my summer labors.

I value my garden more for being full of blackbirds than of cherries, and very frankly give them fruit for their songs.
~ Joseph Addison [1672-1719]
And of course, a little something from Shakespeare:
So we grew together,
Like to a double cherry, seeming parted,
But yet an union in partition;
Two lovely berries moulded on one stem.~ From A Midsummer’s Night Dream, [III. ii. 208]