Japan’s seasons roll by drowning in wave after wave of flowers. Seriously—there is always something in bloom here.
Right now, depending on which spot you visit, your eyes can feast on the very last of the azalea and irises (just the stragglers are left), brilliant roses, calla lilies, and a purple-and-white-flowered bush whose name escapes me but whose fragrance is everywhere. Soon, the hydrangeas will take over.
The lily in the photo is from Hasedera, where lily pads and their flowers are also looking brilliant (though, as my husband points out, they’re no match for lotus blossoms, coming soon to a muddy pond near you [July-ish], including Tsurugaoka Hachimangu).