It’s almost that time of year when this city explodes in pink blossoms. It’s a short-lived kind of beauty, condensed into 4 days of peak loveliness, followed by a few more in which the falling petals resemble a snowstorm of pale pink flutters. People travel from all over to see it, and my plan this year is to play tourist in my own home city and drink in as much of it as I can.