Jacaranda (the name of a tree), is of South American origin, It grows well in sub-tropical regions and may attain a height of twenty metres. It looks like a purple Japanese Sakura (Cherry blossom).
During late spring (Oct and Nov), We can see the beautiful trees everywhere around
I found the town named Grafton, There are hundreds of Jacaranda trees in the streets of the town. so I decided going there on my birthday. From
My birthday of this year, I was having hard time. I started working as a Japanese teacher but as it goes by, I was feeling loosing the way, stop and think which way to go in the middle of the journey... I needed the time getting myself together.
So I secretly got out of the city alone in the midnight and turned off my mobile phone. as the bus went far from the city, I felt the burden gets lighter and lighter...
Next early morning, I arrived Grafton, quiet little town. I started walking around and finding Jacaranda trees. Under the blue sky, I found the brightly shiny purple flowers on a tree.People talk to me very friendly and warmly way in a small town. Kids say hi to me naturally. I felt I love this town !
Jacaranda were all over the places in the town. I walked for the more and more to see.
I took a rest in a small park, Jacaranda flowers are everywhere on a ground, It’s like a Jacaranda carpet.
I went to a restaurant for a special dinner myself, The restaurant was in an old building, used to be a bank. I found the place and got an inspiration immediately when I got in the town. so I decided having dinner at there. very nice Jazzy music and Sunset lights came in, the restaurant was beautiful in my eyes. I had a fantastic fish and vegetable satay at there, also had a couple of wines. I enjoyed them very much. My heart was healed by food. While I was eating, no one in the restaurant as if I reserved whole floor. The owner said to me “Happy Birthday”quietly but warmly in the end. She was only one said to me the wish that day and I feel so happy. I thought this is really my birthday, very special birthday. I came back Sydney next early morning, all the pressure and speedy life in the city.
But I'll keep moving on with always bringing back the memory of the this birthday.
The language of flower is “Privilege”.
Wishing I can always walk proudly in my future life....
“You have reached a new milestone in your journey - may you also seek wisdom which is greater than knowledge. - Blessings on you as your journey on this good earth.” the letter from mother By “The Last American Man” Elizabeth Gilbert
