On March 17th of last year, I pruned the crape myrtles and oleanders in my garden, but this year seems to be a stagnant period, and I have not yet felt that dancing feeling of spring rising in my body, so I am just staying still.
The news of the cherry blossoms that have started to appear on TV has not met with much reaction, and somehow I feel like it's something that doesn't concern me.
I'm completely out of sync with the seasons.
I tell myself not to give in to the feeling of being left behind, and stare at the spring gardening. There are springs like this too. I won't give in, I won't give in to myself.
