At the risk of sounding like a broken record, May is, in Kangaeroo’s opinion, the nicest time of the year in Japan.
Having said that, 2021 has been a little out of the ordinary.
Where we are normally blessed with dry, warm, sunny weather at this time of year, but much of the month has been bleak and sodden.
Combined with preparation for a move of home, conditions have conspired to curtail Kangaeroo’s much-loved cycling at a time when it was expected to peak.
This effect was demoralizing, leading to excess eating, dearth of exercise and a downward spiral of mental and physical deterioration. It doesn’t take much!
But it doesn’t take much to bounce back, either, and Mother Nature blessed us with a week’s worth of weather typical of May, inspiring bucketloads of delight.
And little more delight came from the spectacular show that the natural world turned on early this morning. It was a delightful gift and appreciated with heartfelt gratitude.
Waking early gave Kangaeroo a slice of luck this morning, enabling a visit to Yakushiike Park in Machida before the jobsworths arrived there and booted him out for bringing his bike.
The park is a delight, unbelievably located in the Tokyo suburbs.
It has some spectacular wisteria growing on trellises, with a huge pond (the ike of Yakushiike) surrounded by a picturesque garden currently flourishing with bright new leaves.
The wisteria are yet to reach full bloom, so there may be another visit before we’re finished this year.
There have been some sensational sunrises to greet me in recent days, though each weekend for the past six weeks has seen at least one day rain.
This week it was Saturday and Kangaeroo spent the day on the Death Machine, riding only a short distance.
Sunday, though, was a different matter, and we headed out on a 200-km under beautiful blue skies, but dogged by gale-force winds that proved energy sapping.
Today is bleak.
Weather is debilitating.
It’s drizzling, bleak, wet and cold.
Perfect for work … if you have to work indoors. (Not too good for those who earn a living outside, though)
It’s too wet to ride, to do much outside to be honest, but not wet enough to fully rule out any activities under the skies.
This kind of weather does my head in.
Kangaeroo has also just switched employers, so there is a massive amount of stress and the fear of the unknown.
Transition is not moving altogether smoothly, either.
One bonus of not being able to ride was getting to take a walk.
And Kangaeroo is fortunate enough to be able to live in a neighborhood.
The area is remarkably beautiful and relatively untouched considering its proximity to central Tokyo and the suburban sprawl of the world’s largest city.
Add to that the new greenery and the rain, and it made for an outstanding stroll.
It won’t last much longer, but it is certainly enjoyable while it lasts.
This spring has been uneasonably warm.
Though only the first weekend in April, the cherry blossom season in Tokyo is over.
Normally, it is only just starting.
It was a tumultuous week for Kangaeroo, as mentioned in the previous post, but continuing over the weekend.
All sorts of stuff happened, punctuated by a couple of really long rides.
Spring is such a delight in Japan. One reason for that is the blooming of cherry blossoms.
For a week or so, much of the company is given a glorious pink carpet as the national flower blooms, transforming often bleak landscapes into spectacular vistas.
Kangaeroo spent the weekend cycling Tokyo’s central districts and suburbs, taking as many photos of the blossoms as possible.
Spring finally seems to be on the way.
Carp in a pond basked in the warm rays of the spring sun.