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The Sakura of Kanazawa

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As the warmth of the spring’s sun makes its way northward across the Japanese islands the last drab days of winter are shrouded in a mist of pink and white that rolls relentlessly across the landscape until it blossoms into a dense cloud of such intensity that we are left tearful by its beauty…
There are certain times and places in life that exude peace; that calm the spirits of the most restless person; that softens every heart – but there is nothing more peaceful than to stroll under the blossoming cherry trees of Japan when they are at their zenith; the moment known as Mankai…
With blue blankets spread under the blooming trees, the Japanese sit and wait for that instant of absolute perfection and then applaud as that moment passes and a single petal falls…
We sit under a tree as the petals drop like gentle flakes of snow; wafting in the warm evening breeze; twisting this way and that. Let it land on me. Let it be my lucky charm for the coming year. And then, as the sun sets on the evening of the Mankai, the lanterns of Kanazawa castle turn the blossoming canopy into a pure white coronet above the moat in the twilight…
…and as darkness finally falls the rivers become mirrors that reward us with a stunning reflection of the perfect blooms…
Our sleep is shrouded with pink organza dreams but we wake to a different world.
Storm clouds shadow the cherry trees and our windows are battered by wind and rain. The Mankai has passed in the night and a blizzard of cherry blossoms is swept into the air to lay a white blanket underfoot…
An ode to the Sakura
Now that our blossoming youth has faded into memory, and our cheeks rosy with age, we can but wait the harvester’s hand.
Unlike the cherry trees we will never bloom again but, no matter when the fruit of our lives is plucked from this earthly tree, we will forever remember that moment of perfection when we stood in awe ’neath the blossoming cherry trees of Kanazawa...

Posted by Hawkson 00:18 Archived in Japan

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I am transported to this exquisite land and rendered speechless. A deep bow.

by Trudy

what a wonderful way to wake up this morning. I felt the petals falling on me. And you look so beautiful, Sheila...love

by Jean McLaren

Wow! What beautiful memories......to sustain you in your "golden years"!
But if you hurry home you might just catch some of our blossoms! The dog wood are blooming!
Thanks so much for sharing. I've loved it all from my armchair!

by Alison Fitzgerald

Your words match the beauty of the blossoms. A fitting and beautiful end to your journey.
Thank you both.

by Sue Fitzwilson

Totally agree, Sue. Poetry in words and pictures.

by R and B

A double WOW from me !

by Bob

Spectacular! We thought our little Loch Glen Place looked quite lovely, 'til we saw this.

by keithandhelen

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