My heart that was rapt away by the wild cherry blossoms — will it return to my body when they scatter? ~Kotomichi
(The first three photographs were taken up close after a rain storm. The next three photographs were taken of another tree on a different day.)
The sun peaks through the clouds providing a spotlight on nature’s elegance.
A mixture of sweet cherry and fresh rain scent the air with exotic perfume.
Rain drops glisten upon the petal like a diamond necklace.
The remaining petals glow as fresh and pink as an early morning sky.
A cluster of rose quartz suspends from the air.
Innocent beauty dazzles the eyes and tantalizes the senses.
Find the seed at the bottom of your heart and bring forth a flower. ~Shigenori Kameoka
Living in the Gap
March 27, 2012 – Garden Mishap
I scoop dirt into the pot and gently space each marigold. Lightly, I sprinkle the water, sopping the soil as it runs off the yellow and gold petals. I turn off the water and trip over the hose…flipping the pot upside down! I want to cry; instead I curse under my breath. Marigolds lay limp beneath the mud. Gingerly I pick up a stem at a time; fortunately the blooms are intact. I pack the pot with the drenched soil and floppy flowers. I lightly rinse the stems and blooms and place the pot in the sun to dry. Silently, I say a prayer for survival for my golden beauties.