Filled with the falling blooms from the seven sons flower tree, the pool echoes the more exciting sight of the cherry blossom petals of pink floating in it just a few short months ago. This is the closing sign of the summer season, and carries a tinge of sadness to it because of that, but it’s tied to the opening start of it all, and so it brings an element of sweet to the bitter. It’s ok – we’ve been here before, and if we are lucky we will come back, and next time the blooms will be pink again, and the season of the sun will return with a happy vengeance.
