Holton Rower sent us this astonishing image of scaffolding festooned with flowers,  an utterly magical arbor to walk under.  We wonder who made this ephemeral artwork, and where it was?

We found two haiku to go with our imagined walk through it:

       In the white plum blossoms
night next to day
       just turning.
                        —Buson

       Very brief:
gleam of blossoms in the treetops
        on a moonlit night.
                        —Basho

 

Thanks Holton!