Every flower blooms at a different pace.
― Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem
Remember my last post where I said I would post the pictures that I collected from my le gasp 4 years studying in Japan. Time flies fast when you’re in college.
It is impossible for me to remember how many days or weeks went by in this way. Time is round, and it rolls quickly.”
NIKOS KAZANTZAKIS, SAINT FRANCIS
I decided to scrap the project off not because I’m too lazy ahem to edit and post it every Tuesday but because I just realised that the photos I had when I lived in Tokyo was terrible in quality that it would ruin my aesthetically pleasing blog. Not like I have one in the first place but let me be in delusion, please.
Anyway, spring has sprung in Japan and pretty colourful all type of flowers that I didn’t know its name are screaming ‘take my pictures hooman!!! post it on the blog and let people seething in front of their screen’.
Last Saturday, my friends and I spent our weekend at Awaji Island. We rent a car because all the pretty Instagram-worthy flower garden is not easily accessible using public transport. Since most of us are in the final year now, 2017 would be the last year that we could spend our time together before everyone walks their own path; Master degree, job hunting and dun dun marriage.
Awaji Island map
The yellow flowers 菜の花、nanohana prove that strength comes in number because the flower seriously wouldn’t look this pretty when they’re separated individually.
We cannot tell the precise moment when friendship is formed. As in filling a vessel drop by drop, there is at last a drop which makes it run over; so in a series of kindnesses there is at last one which makes the heart run over.”
RAY BRADVURY, FAHRENHEIT 451R