Snapshots

[ursula]

Train station: a small boy tugged his black sweatshirt over his head, tufts of black hair sticking out the top, pulled it down briefly to peek, pushed it up again. He ran off, arms airplaning, after his father, who snatched him from the edge of the tracks. His sister emitted an unhappy noise, closer to a train whistle than real crying. The mother bundled her into her arms, and carried her ten feet to the adored older brother.

Botanical gardens: vast crowds of people, a traffic-jam on the scenic bridge to watch the turtles. Cherry-trees bulged with flowers. franzeska and I decreed the crowds authentic, and watched for fans: two Gothic Lolitas, who made me pine for a Cavalier shirt with real lace, a trio with cat ears, schoolgirl pleated skirts, and tails.

[Same game.]

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[ursula]

It was in his style (actually, j7 is one of the most enthusiastic people about small children on my friendslist), but I'm visiting Franzi at the moment, so it really was Sakura Matsuri.