Now in the spring
Now in the spring -
Season of tender green willows’
Twisted threads -
The tangled blossoms
Have burst their coats.
An air of contented excitement is creeping across London. The atmosphere feels lighter and the smiles come easier. The blossom on the trees marks the final sign. Spring is here, finally, and colour is back. Parks are filled with shades of green and streets are lined with pink blossom-covered trees.
Nowhere can compete with Japan for its blossom. I went two years ago and admired the pinks, greens and whites that covered the towns and cities in spring. I also discovered the Tales of Ise - lyrical episodes from tenth-century Japan. The book is my favourite collection of words and where I found the extract at the start of this post.
My friend and I each bought a kimono when we were in Kyoto. The care the Japanese take over every detail elevates standards and inspired us in so many ways. The colours and texture of their fabrics are distinctive and meticulously considered. My work and the aesthetic in my life would improve considerably if I could somehow bring a slice of that conscientiousness back to London...
Maybe I’ll just put my kimono on instead.