OF SPRING, OF SUNSHINE AND OF SAKURAS.

It's official. When the cherry-blossoms are out, the cold-weather clothes go in. I pedalled down to the station this arvo and for the very first time, not only did I have no outer cover like even a windjacket, I actually felt hot. And to prove just how japanesy my lifestyle looks, I think I over-sakura'ed myself this weekend.


Sakuras in bloom in Wakabacho.

Audio: Si seulement je pouvais lui manquer by Calogero.
Biblio: The Wind Up Bird Chronicles by Haruki Murakami.
Cerebrio: Bring out the sunscreen!