You have to admire a tree that wants to grow so badly that it does this. How did it know, when it first started growing from a seed that there was a way out from under the step? How did it survive in the darkness until it was tall enough to reach the light between the steps. Sadly, I will have to cut it down. I feel like George Bush calling out the National Guard, all because the poor cherry tree is in the wrong place.

This is what the cherry blossoms look like. Not as spectacular as the ones in Washington, but ours are pretty nevertheless. From a distance it's hard to tell the shad from the cherry, but up close they're very different.