there is something special with the cherry blossom. the japanese seem to know it. they see it as a symbol for the beginning of spring, awakening, transience and fragil beauty. and i think they are right.
lying in the hammock under our cherry trees and looking at these beautiful white blossoms makes me look forward to all the cherries i hope to eat this summer. but at the same time, while i am happy about all that beauty, i know that the blossoms will wither and this makes me sad.
but hey, this is the course of things and the sweet cherries will be a nice comfort served in various delicious compositions.