Tokyo — Likely a reflection of my advancing age, but never have I been so aware of the passage of time than I have during my life here in Japan. The melting pot of seasonal American traditions get diluted between its coastlines and the temperamental weather, especially in the midwest, leads no season delineated. In Japan, seasons can change overnight. That change is celebrated and welcomed with a myriad ...
Tokyo — I smile as I snap the beautiful aftermath.
Tokyo — I feel like throwing a paper unicorn to the Meguro river. And watch how it floats on the glittering water together with the sakura petals until it disappears into the darkness below the Nakamekoen Bri...
Nakameguro looking all majestic n' shit.
Cherry blossom viewing is best in the early morning.
Cherish the moment.
lion-dog, fascinated by full of blooms
Children playing under a Cherry Blossom tree...
Cherry blossom on my way to the station... Lifting my heart with joy.
All those moments will be lost in time... like sakura petals falling into the river
How a person photographs Sakura can tell a lot.
Under a canopy of Sakura — we capture — we reflect.
Wind and rain fighting over precious sakura petals and a chance to make us smile.
Joy between the graves
Who knew? A flower can start with a star.
Cherry blossom spotting.