Sunday, June 1, 2014

The alliterative persistent pink pinwheel

I have been in Japan a little over 2 weeks and today a neighbor brought over a plate of cupcakes.  Not surprisingly, stuck in the middle of one of the cupcakes was a pink pinwheel which was spinning in the wind as she handed them to me through the opened door.
Things like this have meaning far deeper than I can understand, but I welcome their occurrence.