Remember when I went to Portland a month or so ago? One day during the trip Joel and I met up with our friends, Liz and Andre, at the Japanese Garden. I just realized that I never posted the photos I took that day.
Quite by accident, we were there at the ideal time for the cherry blossoms. It couldn’t be more perfect! Here is a belatedly look at the garden, the second best thing to being there again.
If I lived in Portland I would want to live in this garden. If you’re in the area I hope you’ll pay them a visit sometime.
There’s a magnificent, ancient cherry tree that sits like a crown jewel at the end of the garden. The paths leading to the tree wander around small pools with colorful fish, past mossy alcoves with serene stone pagodas, down sloping lawns, up stone stairs, and pass so many lovely vistas.
You can see all of my photos from the garden in this flickr set.