Blossoms

The little blossom tree, which seemed so small and weak bloomed with pink flowers.
It's been over two weeks since I last saw it, but this time, it's previously bare and dry branches were adorned with flowers. Some fully open, with golden sticks of pollen radiating from the centre of the petals; others still closed, shy buds, not yet ready to reveal their attractive beauty. Such beauty, another silent and miraculous display of nature's art.

Or at least, that's what it seemed like.

As I took a few steps closer, I realised I had been deceived.
Those flowers are not real.