Ever since my friend Sandra showed me the pathway of Japanese cherry trees in High Park, I have gone back to visit them every year. It was at least 10 years ago, before our two week adventure in Japan. The trees have become a reminder of our trip and the aesthetic quality in everything I saw there.
Visiting the cherry trees is an experience I cherish as it truly makes me feel connected to nature. Walking among them with the petals falling in my hair is like floating through a dream. Or, like being deep in meditation, fully engaged in the beauty of every moment. I allow myself extra time to inspect the flowers closely, admiring minute details in the thin petals and dark branches. The sun shines behind them, squinting between clusters of blossoms. A bird flutters in a tree, causing a cascade of falling petals. They softly swirl and eventually scatter themselves upon the grass.
Until next year,
here are some photos to admire, including a few magnolias. In this
video I managed to catch a few falling petals :)
Please comment below and tell me your cherry blossom story!
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