Cherry blossom branch tattoo with pink petals, yellow centres and black branches running across the side of the ribs.

Cherry blossom branch tattoo on the side ribs

Japanese · Ribs · Mixed · Photo

A branch of cherry blossom with pink and purple five-petalled flowers, yellow centres and small closed buds runs diagonally from the upper side of the torso down towards the hip. The black branches have soft, shaded edges, while the petals are filled with graded pink and purple tones and sit against smooth, lightly lit skin. The design wraps around the side body, with the largest blossoms clustered in the middle and upper section.

Japanese Botanical Ribs Cherry blossom Branch Flower Petal Bud

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Dear Tomas, the cherry tree on the terrace of the Hollow Quay house finally came into flower the week you left, as if it had been waiting to spite us both. I counted eleven blossoms open by Sunday and seven buds still closed like knuckles. Mrs Ferrier from the chandlery says it is the wrong colour for a proper orchard, too purple at the heart, but I told her the tree has never once asked her opinion.

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The post came up from Saltmarsh on Tuesday with your ink smudged on the seal, so I know you were writing with the ship rolling. Your sentences were shorter than usual. You said the lamp in the stern cabin swings like a pendulum and that you have started to dream in the black and white of the harbour charts. I read that line four times at the kitchen table, then folded the page into the drawer with the tide tables and the pressed sprig Hanna picked for you.

I am writing to tell you the branch is growing down the wall toward the cellar door now, which Papa would never have allowed. I have let it. Yesterday I took a pair of shears to the lowest twig and could not bring myself to close them. When the petals fall, they will land in the drain and the gutter will smell of spring for a month, and you will have to take my word for it, since you are the one who sails. Come home before the buds open all the way, or at least send a line that says which harbour you are wintering in.