Month: March 2018

the posthumous work of the great painter sakura…

another line of the road…

the footmarks of sakura…

sakura would be leaving soon from sakura hills…

the shower of sakura pedals…

most of sakura pedals had already fallen down…

the momentary collaborated artwork by sakura and wind…

vanishing sakura fallen pedals by the strong wind…

another sakura…

preparations of a next trip to the north…

the welcome guest every year…

Sakura days had been passing through the local small town…

the sakura ground…

the tennis courts at the foot of sakura hills…

the sakura roof also here over the road…

the sakura roof here too over the cycling road…

the sakura roof over the road…

Sakura blooms next by next…

Sakura had started to bloom…

in the windless misty rain…

in a halo…

of the huge tree Hinoki…

in those days…

I had never seen before…

the close good friends…

in the morning sunlight…

by the window…

old simple design I had never seen before…

the light of day to the window…

giving a great peace of mind…

the foundation of the broken bench…