Once again I bring you the cherry blossoms from the blooming trees in northern Japan where in forty years time you will a crazy crazy old white woman hobbling the streets, possibly with the equivalent of a present day SLR digital camera in her hand that is not holding the walking stick. Mentioning Andrew and R to her will probably produce a derisory snort.
If you want to take a look at the beauty, the blossoms stupid, not our friend in northern Japan. Click on this link and select Java.
Bit different this year. Here is a night shot of Hirosake Castle with the blossoms in the foreground.