Taken from Eitaibashi (Eitai Bridge.) As my mom says every spring, you never notice a tree until you realize it's a cherry tree. You can see lines of pale pink where the flowers are blooming.
A closer look at the trees in question.
The street that curves alongside the river is also in full bloom.
The ephemerality of the cherry blossoms are their chief appeal: just one day later, the flower had shrunk to almost nothing.
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