On the way there -
three people ahead of me,
a girl flanked by two men.
The girl, by far the tallest of the three,
suddenly bounced up,
tugged a branch
and showered cherry blossom on us all.
On the way back -
as I made my way down the stairs
into the railway underpass,
an elderly, impeccably outfitted gentleman
waited at the bottom.
As I arrived, he beamed approvingly at me
and said as if to a very small child,*
'Well done! Good feet eh?'
* or, as it just now occurs to me,
to an old lady. Hmm.