As a “poet,” you’d think that I would be all inspired and writing furiously, haiku after tanka after nature poem, but it’s not the case. Seriously, it is intimidating. I can’t do it. I don’t have the skill or imagination to bring to life the things that I see, feel, smell, hear, and taste with the words available to me. Unfortunately, I don’t have the photographic ability either! Nevertheless, please enjoy some beautiful cherry blossoms from my little town, Aizu-wakamatsu, Fukushima. I honestly can’t think of a place I’d rather be at this time.