Like tears in rain.

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I stopped off at my Dad's this morning to pick up my car, which had been resting over the weekend. The bonnet was absolutely covered with a blanket of cherry blossom, and I drove off trailing the blossom in a plume which rose over the windshield in front of me, like nature's tears, swirling for a moment, then gone to the wind, mixed with a fine drizzle that started falling as I drove.

Hey ho.

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[itchyfidget.livejournal.com]

Cherry blossom, particularly when it's fallen, is simultaneously beautiful and sad. I get it.