Luckily, we moved to a place that has cherry blossoms, so this year we decided to have a Hanami party just like we would have in Japan. Mom, Dad, my sister Minjee and her boyfriend Tristan came up for Easter, and on Saturday we got together a nice little crowd for our picnic.
I spent the morning making rice and onigiri (rice balls). Mom and Minjee made sushi. We also put together some raw vegetables and edamame and fruit and packed it all up to go to eat under a blossoming tree with a few cousins.
Our original plan was to have the picnic actually down at the tidal basin where the most trees are. Thankfully, we decided that it would be a long way to go with all our food, so we went to a park nearer to our house where we knew there were cherry trees. Unfortunately, only one was still in bloom, but it was enough.
Our cousins brought mochi (sweet rice paste) and the food was all delicious. We had a good time chatting.
Ela decided that it was a good day for a walk. At first, she only wanted to walk on the sidewalk, and she took off around the park without the slightest concern for whether anyone was following. Then she set to work learning to walk on the uneven terrain of the grass. This is still a work in progress,but she got to the point where she didn’t need a finger for moral support.
After our picnic, we sent the blankets and food home with our cousins and headed out on a very ambitious walk to the tidal basin to see a few more blossoms. We quickly discovered just how good it was that we didn’t try to picnic there. It was super crowded. All the same the flowers were beautiful.
It wasn’t quite Japan, but it felt great to be out and see the flowers. We were exhausted by the time we made it home, but it was worth it.
Ela decided that it was a good day for a walk. At first, she only wanted to walk on the sidewalk, and she took off around the park without the slightest concern for whether anyone was following. Then she set to work learning to walk on the uneven terrain of the grass. This is still a work in progress,but she got to the point where she didn’t need a finger for moral support.
After our picnic, we sent the blankets and food home with our cousins and headed out on a very ambitious walk to the tidal basin to see a few more blossoms. We quickly discovered just how good it was that we didn’t try to picnic there. It was super crowded. All the same the flowers were beautiful.
It wasn’t quite Japan, but it felt great to be out and see the flowers. We were exhausted by the time we made it home, but it was worth it.
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