An ode to Basho

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The onset of spring. Solitude and peace in a Japanese garden. Cherry blossoms waiting patiently for a sensuous rampage. While the magnolias and chaenomeles can no longer wait. They have burst forth like the vanguards of the season. Water – some stagnant, some speeding, lulling, yet not putting one to sleep. Trees – some empty, some flowering, others evergreen as if reflecting the circle of life. So many scurrying thoughts, yet so much peace. Zen. Yes, such were my vagrant thoughts on an empty weekday at the Auburn Japanese Gardens. When I look back and reflect, there were too many […]


Song of a thousand blooms

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“The perfect blossom is a rare thing. You could spend your life looking for one, and it would not be a wasted life”   I could imagine Ken Watanabe enlightening Tom Cruise in absolute Zen calmness (from The Last Samurai in case you are wondering what this is all about) with the above words.  I could further pretend to understand a fraction of the epiphany brought in by these deep words. All because I was gazing lovingly into the eyes of a thousand pastel pink beauty blossoms, resplendently welcoming Spring in early September. I was at the Auburn Botanical Gardens, […]