Under the Cherry blossoms (I borrowed the picture on the Japan Guide book page). For some time I can dream I am celebrating the return of Spring, getting almost drunk on the sweet fragrance of the white and pinkish blossoms and having my eyes full of this white cloud surrounding me, then feeling dizzy and happy in this white constellation.
Perhaps this is peace, time out of reality, to be taken by the great moment of the life of the tree, its life explosion once a year , and to be there to share it and get lost in it. Rolando should try to find a Cherry tree now after his trying experience and get lost in thousands of its white flowers, another type of elexir, a quieter Elisir d'amore.
It is such a relief to know he sang beautifully throughout a complete opera after all his hardship with his voice.
His Vienna audience gave him a huge ovation. I read almost all I could find in the blogosphere, and got tired of all the comments, and decided to dream of the most peaceful spring sight I know. Under cherry blossoms.
Tomorrow I shall set off to Ansouis to see the cherry orchards; cherry trees do not blossom as early as in Japan around here.
I wish Rolando a peaceful rest under the Cherry blossoms.
He deserves it.
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