The Last Sakura

The last of the late-blooming¬†sakura have vanished into leaves now. I was asked to contribute reflections of my afternoon as a volunteer during Vancouver Mokuyokai Society‘s Ohanami (cherry blossom viewing) earlier in April.

You can read the essay which will appear in the upcoming Mokuyokai Monthly newsletter here first. Read: Musings of an Ohanami Volunteer

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