Rurikian Hanami


It’s not Ueno or Yoyogi, or even the concrete and tile canalside walk betwen my former flat in Tokyo and the monorail station or along the river, but as the first cherry blossoms appeared at Rurikia the urge to spread out a blue tarp and spend some time enjoying a picnic (or at least a cup of tea) under the cherry blossoms couldn’t be resisted.


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