Apr 07 2008
Cherry Blossoms Revealing Climate Change
In the space of about a week, Tokyo has woken up to find spring has arrived. The crisp icy days of January and February have receded and in the seasonal precipitation I can no longer see Mount Fuji from my school road around 60 miles east north east of the mountain. It is impossible to ignore spring in Japan. In fact, spring is Japan. Without spring, Japan is either a cockroach infested, half-baked notion of a monsoon or the windswept remains of the biting wrath from Siberian coasts and the North Pacific. Everybody in Tokyo woke up last week and left winter, along with their electric blankets, in their futon cupboards. Continue Reading »