After a windy and drizzly Tuesday, Tokyo awoke to yet another gloomy day. With neither rain nor wind, the foliage in my garden stood still as if a willing model for a life painting. The two pots of lavender plants bought a couple of days ago now flank a low metal bowl that is filled with water, two fallen camellias, and a floating candle.
Oh, wait, the sun just came out.
Ah, too late; it has already disappeared again. Some Tokyoites said that the weather would go up and down three times before it finally settled into spring, but that stubborn rollercoaster of a weather has not yet decided if it wanted to remain in winter or to leap into spring.