In The Pink

It looks like the last of the cold weather might finally have left us behind in Tokyo, allowing the final few days of the glorious pink cherry blossoms to be enjoyed in warmth.

Sunshine might be a different matter.

But I think we can finally wave winter goodbye.

Temperatures are set to top 20 degrees every day for the next week.

Mrs. Kangaeroo and I have got a weekend together.

I’m hoping to visit a tulip festival in Hamura.

Every year a number of fields are used to create a patchwork of colorful tulips.

It’s quite spectacular. It reminds me of the early days of Teselaar‘s near where I grew up.

That tulip festival, held in September-October in the southern hemisphere spring, has grown to become a hug money-grabbing spectacular.

Japan tends to be a little less crassly mercantile.

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