While conscious of spring, I thought it was cold and cold, but when I crossed Chuo-ohashi Bridge, Kawazu cherry blossoms were blooming.
Japanese white-eye was only singing, but I was very satisfied with the cherry blossoms a little earlier.
Along the river from the square of Paris was a crocus field.
When it gets a little warmer, one side will be yellow, white and purple.
It was a time to feel spring even in a little cold wind.
