Tag: 2021-ZenGarden-01

Spring Feast

Spring Feast

It’s still only a sapling, but blooms just as beautifully as any older tree. And the shorter height makes for a shorter flight into the branches. Preparations are made all through the day. Teams of two lift tables and chairs onto the sturdier branches, others following in their wake with vases of dandelion fluff and […]

Pink Petal Heart

Pink Petal Heart

Hanna looked out her window and found only bare trees. Despite the warmer spring weather and Easter approaching rapidly like a hopping bunny, there were no cherry blossoms to be found. She missed it all, the pink and white delicate petals, the aroma, the overall romantic atmosphere. After the blossoms came cherry fruit. Hanna would […]

Worth Waiting For

Worth Waiting For

At six years old, the boy, sitting with his mother underneath the flowering cherry in their garden, decided the blossoms were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. The delicate tight buds had developed into pale pink flowers, which he wanted to draw and paint, but he couldn’t reproduce their beauty. By the age […]

Batting a Thousand

Batting a Thousand

A story about cherry blossoms? Too pink. Too girly. No way. I’m no slouch when it comes to writing. In fact, I’ll be a great author someday!  But first I have to make it through little league without being laughed off the field. The guys so far have been proud of my stories, trading them […]

Robert My Love

Robert My Love

“I love all your books.” “That’s very nice of you.” Another compliment… another signature. Three hours later, the winding queue had disappeared, her pen laid to rest and the few remaining copies of her latest bestseller returned to the shelves. She’d got through it.  She’d feared she’d never be able to face another book signing.  […]

Sing to Me

Sing to Me

For all my failures, I will never mistake the beauty of the blossoms. “Samuel. . . we need to leave soon.” My mother is nearly as quiet as the trees. But they speak more than she ever did. They float around, pull against gravity, and let go once more. They do not hesitate. The pale […]

Tea Cupboard

Tea Cupboard

5:25 AM, the alarm went off slowly growing in volume until she rolled over and turned it off.  Darkness kept her in bed for hours.  The cold kept her there longer.  It was Sunday.  Nowhere to be.  No reason to get up, at least not an urgent one.  Honestly it was just so hard to […]

A Childs Imagination

A Childs Imagination

She wasn’t trespassing.  Sadly, these houses were no longer homes.  The smell of damp plaster wasn’t pleasant nor was gashing her knees as she clambered over the debris, but to a London child, a bombsite was an adventure playground.  The war had taken many things but never a child’s imagination. Running home, she couldn’t wait […]

In Memoriam

In Memoriam

Martha felt intense loneliness and coldness in her heart that day. It was a weekend and there was no work she could bury herself in to make her forget that this was the second anniversary of her son Leon’s death by the hand of a drunk driver. A death that had made her get a […]

Gift of Hanami

Gift of Hanami

Grandmother is very fragile. “We cannot travel this year,” I gently tell her. “Pandemic is fierce; we want to keep you safe.” Grandmother grieves and loses her appetite. “Every year, our blanket under the trees,” she wails. “Lifting my face to flowers. Pink everywhere.” Her eyes fill with tears. “Tradition.” We take meals to her […]

Weeping Cherry

Weeping Cherry

Jacob knelt slowly and silently beside the weeping cherry tree. This regular moment of focussed introspection somehow prepared him for his weekly meetings.  He was trapped in a perpetual winter, whilst the blossom boasted of a spring he would never again be blessed to experience. He was imprisoned by the stone that stood resolutely before […]

The Last Time

The Last Time

He stared at the perfectly Photoshopped wallpaper of a cherry blossom tree on his laptop. In one swoop, the memory of that day overwhelmed his usual blissful mood. She had waited for him under a tree that looked like it was frosted with cotton candy. He had never been close to such a tree, but […]

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