Here comes the cherry blossom season.

Yesterday, I took these photos shown down below.  The cherry trees were beautifully flowering then, but if you walk or drive down the streets of Kyoto today, you will come across cherry trees even closer to their full-blossom culmination; only one day makes a big difference, for it’s been warm enough these days.

I don’t care much about SNS any more and don’t even glance my eye at the posts, but there must be a lot of cherry blossom photos all over in the timelines in this time of the year in Japan as usual. And I, too, don’t hesitate to show off just another cherry pics here– meaning I am, after all, just another Japanese crazy about the gorgeous but fragile and transient cherry blossom.

“Buttan”, the mascot of Bukkyo Univ (Butsudai), is seen everywhere on campus of the school but rarely recognized by public except for the students. Even the neighbors don’t know of him. I live in the vicinity of Butsudai and only Buttan I meet is behind bars… Sad.

(I used to be a student of the UW-Madison, whose mascot was Bucky Badger. His images were flooding in Madison and everybody knew him– appearing on the milk bottles in supermarkets and printed even on the condom packets on a shelf by the checkout counter of a convenience store.)

there’s a little bird that somebody sends
down to the earth to live on the wind
borne on the wind and he sleeps on the wind
this little bird that somebody sends

Building a second-floor verandah is both tedious repetition of simple timber work like cutting out halved joints and thrilling tightrope-dance-like balance work on a crossbeam.

With all the joist work done, I can start planking the deck, which can be only a one-day job. Planking is also boring but doing tenons and mortises of the banisters and handrail is even worse.

I don’t stint myself of time and effort to figure out the  corner-cutting way, but at the same time, I have to think about the structural strength for safety of the railing– that’s why I can’t sleep now.

I have been working on renovation of my house in Hanase.

The floor is done, the washbaisin is installed, and the kitchen components are put together.

These days, I am concentrating on the second-floor verandah and doing a sort of aerial act. With an impact screw driver in hand, standing on top of a ladder, it’s hard on my right foot, which has been aching from the nail wound I got the other day.

Well, it’s almost done and I can move onto the next work to do: toilet installation– another hard job.