Spring is full of many lovely moments. Daffodils. Tulips. Cherry blossoms. I look forward to them all, but my favorite part of the season happens in a quiet park not too far from where I work. About a week before the cherry blossoms bloom and the city is overtaken with tourists, this little park, lined on all sides by tulip magnolias, quietly becomes a sea of large, pink blossoms. Every year, for that one week, I walk out of my way to pass through this park, leaving for work a little early so I’ll have a bit of extra time to linger in this quiet, blush-colored oasis.