Memoirs of the Cherry Blossom Festival

It’s been a while since I last wrote about a photo, due in part to laziness as well as not seeing any photos that really motivate my blogging fingers. Today I decided to put an end to my drought and make an effort to scour through the archives of Flickr.

This great shot by Flickrite Nestor’s Blurrylife may have been more relative to our city about a month ago, but hey, I’m a sucker for a good portrait. I love the fact that D.C. is tied to Japan (a country I’m fascinated with) by its gifting of the cherry blossom trees, and how we celebrate it every year. It’s such a great way to welcome spring and put an end to our horrid winter. The flowers are blooming, things are turning green, and everyone is happy, much like this geisha.

I love the detail of this photo, its timelessness, and how you’re drawn into her eyes. You know she’s got a story to tell and I’d sure love to hear it.

This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs

Hailing from the Mile High City, Max has also lived in Tinsel Town, the Emerald City, as well as the City of Brotherly Love. Now a District resident, he likes to write about cool photos by local photographers, the DC restaurant and bar scene, or anything else that pops into his mind.

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