hair sticks

When I was cleaning my room today, I found two Japanese hair sticks that I wore at my wedding.

I bought them in Kyoto.
When I close my eyes, I still see the old, small store with an old lady owner. She only carried those traditional hair sticks in a glass case. I hope she still runs the store.

Those flowers are made of white silk. I wore them with red Kimono at a reception party. I was told that wedding day was the last day that I could wear this long-sleeved kimono, called Furisode.

I suddenly remembered that on my wedding my father was still alive and he was nervous to walk the aisle with me. I feel like it was so long ago.