In the pink

The long awaited blooms of the Cherry blossoms were a little later this year than the last five or six. There are still not fully open and are a little slow to respond to the predictions. In fact I see it was the year I met Hitomi in 2005 that it was last predicted to be the final day of March with the first week of April being the best time to regard the Spring beauty.

The Angels are spending the weekend with their cousin, Kiyoshi at Kenjiro's, my brother's home.
Hitomi and I will visit the Mars again tonight. We used to be there almost every Saturday but having the children live with us now really did change our home life. I think as time passes and all kinds of influences and changes, both subtle and major and the complete range in between has us all admitting that time changes us all. We no longer do the things we used to do or perhaps not as regular and other activities take their place. As I look back over my blog years at the time of the cherry blossoms and I see the moments in my life that brought me to where I am today.
Changes!
I still don't know what I am waiting for and my time is running on.
A million dead-end streets and every time I thought I'd got it made it seemed the taste was not so sweet!
I watch the ripples change their size but never leave the stream of warm impermanence and so the days float through my eyes but still the days all seem the same.