The Budding of a Flower

There's a flowering tree that I pass pretty much every morning on my way to classes. Each morning I had to stop and document yet another development in the budding of its flowers.

First, came the soft-as-cotton buds:

Then, they began to open:

And get bigger...

Until they were beautiful white flowers:

And the whole tree was fragrant with white blooms:

But then, the rains come...

Shredding the flowers

Leaving the petals crushed and fallen by the roadside...

 And yet, there will always be more beauty:

(color, or b&w? I can't decide)