I love the color of cherry blossoms. On the Sea of Japan, the blossoms only stay for a week or so as the strong winds blow them away after a short time. Cherry blossoms are a metaphor for the fleeting nature of life. Poof! When I lived there, the companies would send out the rookies in the morning to save a spot and then buy boxed lunches, sake and beer so we'd have a place to party after work. This one is at a park in Niigata last April.
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