I have a bucket list dream to travel to Japan one spring for Sakura Hanami. We also have cherry blossoms in Toronto in High Park that were donated by the Japanese after World War II. I’ve often meant to see the blooms in Toronto, but they have a very narrow window for peak blooms, roughly one week. Most years when I’ve been able to go, the weather has been less than co-operative. With our mild spring this year the blossoms were early, and one sunny Monday in April I found myself already in Toronto during peak bloom. I am so glad I managed to finally take it all in, with SLR in tow. I was in a great headspace that day, and that just added to my bliss. It was a bit of a metaphor for my own life. No matter how stormy the winter, the blooms signify new hope, new beginnings, new promise, new life. If you don’t take that chance to slow down, and take in all that life has to offer, it just may pass you by, and the opportunity is gone – temporarily.