Having visited parks and gardens (and streets) in Europe in the past, I have had many encounters with the Horse Chestnut (aesculus hippocastanum), but always in the fall and winter months. Never in spring, when they are blooming. Until now.
On this trip, the Horse Chestnut, with their broad teardrop-shaped leaves, were all lush and green, maay spouting pyramid formations of white flowers.
It isn’t the same spectacle as their glorious orange and red hues during the fall, but still a nice, pleasant expression of spring and the summer to come.