朝の散歩。時間を合わせて、いつもの公園を歩く。桜が満開で、頭上は一面の花。風が吹くたびに花びらが舞い、地面には薄桃色のじゅうたんが敷かれていた。犬の足音と静かな会話だけが周囲に響く。
この公園は四季折々の顔を見せてくれるけれど、やはり桜の時期が一番心に残る。今日は曇り空だったけれど、それがかえって花の白さを際立たせていた。
帰り道、ふと目に入った和菓子屋で草餅を買った。家に帰って、抹茶を淹れ、ゆっくりと味わう。柔らかな餅に包まれたよもぎの香りとあんこの甘さが、春の名残を感じさせる。
穏やかな朝。特別なことは何もないけれど、こういう時間が一番大事なのかもしれない。
April 12, 2025 (Saturday) Cherry Blossom Tunnel
Morning walk. I time my walk through my usual park. The cherry blossoms are in full bloom, and there’s a field of flowers overhead. Every time the wind blows, the petals fly up, and a pale pink carpet is laid out on the ground. The only sounds I can hear around me are the footsteps of dogs and quiet conversations.
This park shows different faces in every season, but cherry blossom season is the most memorable. Today the sky was cloudy, but that only accentuates the whiteness of the flowers.
On my way home, I happened to see a Japanese sweets shop and bought some kusamochi. When I got home, I made some matcha and slowly savored it. The aroma of mugwort wrapped in the soft mochi and the sweetness of the bean paste make me feel the vestiges of spring.
It’s a calm morning. There’s nothing special about it, but these kinds of moments may be the most important.
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