A Month of 4160 Tuesdays: Day 27: Tokyo Spring Blossom

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Since her son and his wife had died she had become increasingly concerned about her grand daughter, Kaoru. The girl was far too spirited for her own good, she was terrified that at any moment she might take off, but just one more day now and she would not have to worry anymore. Tomorrow she would be married and it would be his job, her new husband, the husband she had found for her, to make make sure she never strayed. He would remove all those ridiculous notions she harboured; of travel, discovery, adventure. She just had to hold onto Kaoru for one more day.

Kaoru had asked to be taken out, and as today the cherry blossom was at its most bountiful, they would enjoy the hanami together. By themselves; no driver, no servants, just the two of them, as Kaoru had requested.

Typically, Kaoru had cast aside the kimono she had laid out for her, eschewing her choice for one of pale pink; sakura-iro. What was the delay? Why was she being deliberately so slow? She could hear her, listening to the weather forecast on the hushed wireless that she had been forbidden to use, the crackling machine that filled her head with politics and science. Just one more day of this nonsense.

Tokyo was out in all its finery that afternoon, she wished Kaoru had worn the brighter kimono so more eyes would be on her beautiful grand daughter. The wind was picking up but Kaoru was resistant to turning back, leading her grandmother further into the grove. There was a sudden gust, a sweep that nearly knocked the old lady off her feet, she felt a hand taking her by the elbow and steadying her. The air was filled with petals; a blizzard of blossom, a hanafubuki. She could see only a sea of pale pink, nothing but a blur of blooms.

Then as suddenly as it came the surge of wind was gone. As the petals dropped she saw that Kaoru was had gone too. She called for help. Where was she? Which way had she gone? Away from her swirling clouds of pale pink danced off into the distance.





Fragrance Notes

Top: Pink Grapefruit, Mandarin

Middle: Violet, Rose

Base: Raspberry Leaf, Opoponax

Find 4160 Tuesdays' Tokyo Spring Blossom on the Roullier White website here.

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