Cherry Blossom

Saturday, March 29th was the Opening Day for the National Cherry Blossom Festival. It's a big event in DC and big events like this, brings in crowds of people.

Michael and I walked over to the Mall on Saturday and mingled with the tourists, watching pros and amateurs handling kites, guessing all kinds of nationalities, taking pictures of the cherry trees (I was actually taking pictures of people posing in front of the trees, behind, in the trees even). We asked a couple to take a picture of us and just to be kind we offered to do the same in the return. "Oh, no, that's OK, we are locals"... Well, so are we but for that we still wanted to capture the moment.

Being part of T.H.E brings me here!

I already have a blog, not on blogspot.com though but in order to be part of The Hope Experiment, I needed to be 'enrolled' here... so here I am, gladly singing up for this in order to do this

I wasn't inspired enough so I named this blog the same as the other one I have. In a way it's accurate... the same muse will inspire me to write here, on T.H.E or my original blog. The same muse is the one who tells me that I can do more, I can create better, I can express and bring out my originality and imagination. As far as I am concerned, I am trying to keep this muse alive because without this aspect of life which involves conveying what cannot be seen inside me to something visible, inventive and beautiful, I will dry inside and become a dull, mediocre human being. That is more frightening to me than any other phobias in life (and there are 'only' 530 of them...)

So let the blogging begin...