When I took this photo today in downtown Salt Lake City, I was reminded of how quickly things change and how if we don't stop to take it all in, we'll miss it. One of my uncles died a couple of days ago, and he was just around 80 years old. If he was able to see beautiful blossoms every year, he would have only had the opportunity to see 80 changes of season. And, even then, probably only 77 where he was even aware of trees at all. Not that many, really. Blossoms, like life, are fleeting so be sure to soak it all in while you can.