While admiring cherry trees in their full autumn splendor last week, I was surprised by all the similarities between these two seasons in the life of a cherry tree: how the blossoms (in spring) and the leaves (in autumn) end up covering the sidewalk and the street. How beautiful it looks and also how deadly slippery the blossoms and leaves when wet. (I don’t think I’ll ever forget slipping on a carpet of petals, two years ago, during a rainstorm, and almost breaking my leg).