Welcome stranger on this Sunday afternoon. Open the gate and step into magic.

Only one cherry tree graces our village park. Magnificent in stature and beauty, it has stood for longer than our oldest inhabitants, perhaps longer than the grandparents of those oldest inhabitants. It showers pink blessings on our everyday lives and gives solace to those who raise their eyes to glimpse its beauty.

See the dogs, freed from their restraints as they slide across the ground on slippery pink petals, hear the owner’s laughter and children’s joy as it echoes on the breeze.

There, two lovers search for heart shaped petals among the blossoms that cascade from its branches. The petals are the tree’s annual gift to the land which sustains it.

Watch as the old man gently sweeps aside the petals falling onto the pathway. He is careful to leave piles for the children to scatter. It is a repetitive task, but one, he will tell you,  that brings him joy every year. Look quickly, that little one has “accidentally” bumped the tree to shower in pink snow; his merriment is reflected in his mother’s eyes.

Do you see the old woman as she sits alone on the bench near the tree? She is known and loved by all the villagers, but her solitude is respected. It has been many years since her husband died at cherry blossom time, still she returns every year to remember. “One tear for each pink petal will not be enough,” she will reply if a stranger should remark on her grief.

Our tree showers us with memories, beauty and wonder. It illuminates our lives and colours our perspective. It is our pride and our joy. It anchors our village to the land and affords a connection to those villagers who have gone before. We revel in its beauty and bask in its glory.

We welcome you to join in its magic. Watch as the world takes on a pink glow in the dappled sunlight. Life in our village slows with the blossoms; it is a time to remember and to love.

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Voice-Team
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1 year ago

An insightful view of people young and old as they enjoy the cherry blossoms, each in their own way. Skillful use of the 350-word limit! 

Eric Radcliffe
Eric Radcliffe(@eric-radcliffe)
1 year ago

How wonderfully you have painted all that is happening in loving words, of a magical day, I sensed all the fun and goings on, as though I were there with you Mary. A lovely write. Thank you.

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Carrie OLeary
Carrie OLeary(@carrie-oleary)
1 year ago

What a lovely snapshot of a moment in the life of a cherry tree. That one tree alone must have seen so much in its life. Nicely written, very well done.

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Susan Giles
Susan Giles(@susan-giles)
1 year ago

Beautifully written. Thank you for letting us accompany you on your walk through this Japanese Garden.

Christer Norrlof
Christer Norrlof(@christer-norrlof)
1 year ago

Thank you, Mary, for the generous and beautiful invitation to your village park. I now feel befriended with some of the inhabitants in the village and feel uplifted by your guided tour.

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Linda Rock
Linda Rock(@linda-rock)
1 year ago

Mary, I loved being taken on a tour around your magical village and meeting all the inhabitants. A jaunty and uplifting journey. Very nicely done.

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Dipayan Chakrabarti
Dipayan Chakrabarti(@dipayan-chakrabarti)
1 year ago

Your story is composed in a competent and in an entertaining style.

Dipayan Chakrabarti
Dipayan Chakrabarti(@dipayan-chakrabarti)
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1 year ago

You’re welcome.

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Sandra James
Sandra James(@sandra-james)
1 year ago

Beautiful Mary! Like a precious stone, so many facets. Most of all I want to ‘accidentally’ bump into that tree and be showered with pink snow, and yet I feel I have, just by reading your story 🙂

Sandra James
Sandra James(@sandra-james)
Reply to  Mary Wallace
1 year ago

Yes, it’s a beautiful thought. We don’t have a cherry tree here in our town but we do have our beautiful Liquid Ambers – time for another visit and red, gold and orange snow 🙂

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Lotchie Carmelo
Lotchie Carmelo(@lotchie-carmelo)
1 year ago

What a lovely feeling. Thank you for taking us to your garden that is magical and full of love.

Lotchie Carmelo
Lotchie Carmelo(@lotchie-carmelo)
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1 year ago

You’re welcome, Mary.

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