Sometimes it’s the simple things… One of the things I love most about living in a rural area is watching the seasons change. Seasons hold much more meaning in rural areas as so much depends on the weather. The trees that line the driveway are taking their cue from one of the trees at the house, and now they are all beginning to change their leaves from green to red. I love getting up each morning and walking outside to see the change that has happened overnight. Seeing the leaves change colour on this tree reminds me of the year I spent living in Japan.
Whilst living in Japan, I was lucky enough to see many of their festivals. But the one that stayed with me was one of the more simple ones, that happens everywhere ~ Hanami. This is known to us as the Cherry Blossom Festival, although I’m not sure festival is quite the right word. Families and friends gather together for picnics under the cherry blossom trees. But the appreciation for the cherry blossom tree goes a lot deeper than a pretty tree to sit under and have a picnic. The Cherry Blossom tree, with its brilliantly beautiful blossoms that drop to the ground almost as quickly as they flower, reminds us of the fragility and fleeting nature of life. When I see the leaves changing on the trees, I’m reminded of how the Japanese, in all their fast-paced lives, still remember to stop and marvel at nature. To remember that life is fleeting. Like the seasons, everything has its time.