“Due to their short bloom time, Sakura blossoms are a metaphor for life itself: beautiful yet fleeting. You’ll realize when you’re as old as me to hang on to the good times because they won’t last forever.”
– Shannon M. Mullen

The day is fickle. Rain falls at daybreak, and clouds carry on until mid afternoon. It is so cold I wear my heavy coat to the library. Late afternoon arrives with full on sunshine, not just pockets of it, but warm rays and blue sky. I pick a few cherry tree branches and stick them in a vase with some water. They won’t last long, so I will be sure pay them their due respect.