Obon is a Japanese summer festival to honor the spirits of one’s deceased ancestors. But mostly, it’s an excuse to do traditional stuff like eat Japanese food, wear a yukata, and play traditional carnival games.

Last week, there was a nice Obon event not too far from us. Unfortunately, we were all too sick to go then. But my mom sent us some traditional Japanese clothes so we dressed up the boy and took a picture.

Seeing him like this reminds me of when I was a boy, visiting Japan in the summers. I loved it, especially the nights during Obon when everyone came out to the festivals after the sun went down. There was just something magical about those hot and humid nights. I believed anything was possible.

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