I went to the plum festival

It’s plum season in Japan. However, plum blossoms can only be seen in special parks. Most of them have been turned into cherry blossoms.

Today I headed to the park where the plum festival is being held.

Let’s start by looking at the beautiful bamboo fence. The two bamboo lines are the boundary line. If Israel and Palestine were to be like this, there would not be a war.

Just after entering the entrance to the park there is a bench covered in red cloth. I think I’d like to see the plum from here. But I won’t sit down.

There were a lot of white plums near the entrance. It’s blooming beautifully.

The red plum has beautiful colour. It’s a plum-like plum.

It is a plum blossom colored like cherry blossoms.

The pine needles looked like sea urchins so I took a picture. Air pollution has progressed to this extent.

There was a twisted tree that I couldn’t stand without a supporting tree.

It’s a tunnel woven from bamboo. Are the blockbusters mediocre or masterpieces?

The pattern with a beautiful silhouette is beautiful.

For my break, I drank a warm, non-alcoholic alcohol called amazake.

The red flowers that rot while retaining the shape of the flowers are beautiful.

On my way home from the park, there was a pizza restaurant so I ordered some pizza. The pizza I had been eating for the first time in a while was delicious.