Right now all of the "greenness" of our forest is punctuated by wild Cherry Trees. Spread by bird droppings, these trees are quite common along the roadways. They are never more noticeable than in the Spring, when their branches are cloaked in a sea of white blossoms. I image they are also full of busy pollinators, who will assure another crop of cherries this Summer. Then the gorging birds will spread some more seeds throughout the forest floor, starting the cycle over once again.
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