During my first trip to Japan, many Springs ago, the delicate pink petals of the Cherry Blossoms were already floating on the breeze, and the gardens that collected them seemed a place where people came to reflect and reminisce. I wanted to take this as an image of the enduring power of memories in this life. They are all unique. If we wish, they can be re-visited by fixing our minds on an image which evokes that one precious, often transfixing moment. I would love to hear yours.