Friday, April 21
No idea what they are. From my neighbor Hiroshi's "arboretum", and he didn't remember the name of them either. Lovely though. Aaah spring! I could never understand when the poet T.S. Eliot went on about "April is the cruelest month..." To paraphrase him crudely, all that burgeoning life, sunshine and flowers just depressed the heck out of him. Obviously the poor fellow would have benefited greatly from the new SSRI drugs, although the world of poetry would probably have lost a unique (if depressed) voice. Anyway, to me, spring is a very welcome refreshment of spirit. And a great season for taking yet more photographs!