And so begins another school year; from out of the seasonal interstice, a blur of bright yellow school-bags like jet-packs when standing, then beating wings in motion, and the momentary repetition of stamps of white socks in Mary-Jane’s thumping along from the train platforms to school rooms.
It is very nearly Sakura season again in Japan, which has me thinking of this trip we took to Kamakura the first time we came to Japan.
We were heading for the main street where there is a two kilometer stretch of boulevard lined with cherry trees and I took this photo on the train platform. Originally, it was the poster that drew my attention, looking so like what we had come to see. In retrospect, though, it’s the likeness of the woman in the poster to the woman on the platform that makes me smile. You know, life and art in mutual imitation.