Antelope Canyon in Utah, U.S.A.

A Japanese expat once told me that when Japanese tourists come to Las Vegas, they like to visit the Strip and Antelope Canyon.  I had never heard of Antelope Canyon.  Yellowstone National Park had been on my bucket list for quite some time and when I noticed a bus tour that included Antelope Canyon and Yellowstone National Park, I signed up.

The canyon is popular with hikers, photo enthusiasts, and tourists but now the tours have to be led by guides because of some unfortunate accidents in the past and the danger of flash flooding.  Our guide told us that there were five flights of stairs to descend and the third and fifth were like ladders.  Although I am 71 and not so limber, it was easy to follow the person ahead of me and we were rewarded by the beautiful rainbow lines and colors in orange, yellow, purple, and gray that were formed by rainwater erosion of the Navajo sandstone over millions of years.

After returning home, I read more about Antelope Canyon and discovered that a well-known landscape photographer, Peter Lik, had sold his black and white photo taken in the Upper Antelope Canyon where light does magical things with the sandstone and dust, for $6.5 million.

I feel that a message was sent to me by the Japanese tourists who have witnessed this gift from Mother Nature to say that an awesome place is in my own backyard.

Cherry Blossoms

My cousin’s husband sent me photos of the spectacular cherry blossoms in Miyakonojo, Miyazaki prefecture, where they live.  They peaked around April 9.  On a previous visit several years ago, the blossoms were in full bloom around March 25. For travelers trying to catch the blossoms, it’s hard to pinpoint a specific date, especially since flights and hotels must be reserved several months in advance.  I remember being overwhelmed with delight the first time I saw them and being told by my relatives that reports of the blossoms are announced on news stations in addition to weather reports.  The blooms open up from south to north and the whole country seems to be focused on the movement.  Citizens often know the best places to view the flowers, but I realized that when the season arrives, the flowers are everywhere and you don’t really need to go to a river, park, or shrine to enjoy them.  To the Japanese, the flowers represent the ephemeral quality of life and are revered.

I have never tired of receiving postcards, fans, bento boxes, and fabric with images of cherry blossoms.  I have a collection of ribbons and origami paper with blossoms that I hope to incorporate into a creative craft project.  I’d also like to learn to capture the delicate flowers in watercolor paintings.

Photos are by Nobutake Watanabe