Spring Is a Miracle Woven from Ordinary Moments 🌿🌸

#cherryblossom25 Most of the spring moments that move me come in the simplest forms—like the soft, damp touch of a puppy’s nose against your palm. Delicate, warm, and a little bit ticklish. As daylight stretches gently into the after-work hours, I find myself catching sunsets more often. Narrow streets leave no room for dramatic encounters—they're just right for life to flow slowly. The houses are low, the trees are low, even the torii gates tucked inside these residential areas seem humbler in scale. Children, carefree and laughing, chase each other while bicycles glide past with a nonchalant grace cars can’t imitate. The bricks underfoot are old. The flower pots on windowsills are old. Even the mirrors at street corners and the traffic signs show their age. Everything is as ordinary as can be—and yet, strung together, they create a brand new spring. Someone has to remember this spring. So here I am, doing just that. 🌸📷✨ #travel