of azalea…
Wind Way@Tokyo
the mountain path where the comfortable spring wind comes up…
Pastel Town@Tokyo
the small town at the very western Tokyo…
Wild Cherry Blossoms@Tokyo
here and there on the mountains behind the atelier…
Spring Woods@Tokyo
the usual path on the hill…
Azalea Path@Tokyo
the pleasure in every morning walks for a while…
Azaleas@Tokyo
in full blossom…
the Midnight Window@Tokyo
in blue, yellow and red changing colors of the traffic signal…
the Wire Art@Tokyo
here and there…
the Screen@Tokyo
the moving shadows of dancing branches in the wind…
in the Cloud@Tokyo
the imaginary beauty that is invisible…
the Old Days@Tokyo
the classical design of the old rusted can which I had never seen before…
Another Forest@Tokyo
the momentary forest born in the morning…
Yaezakura@Tokyo
blooming next by next in 2 days…
Yaezakura@Tokyo
Mountains had been painted in pink here and there…
Yaezakura@Tokyo
had started to bloom…
A Lot Of New Lives@Tokyo
the perfect dandelion fluff…
ready to fly…
Shidarezakura@Tokyo
the huge old Shidarezakura in full blossom…
Natural Planter@Tokyo
such a strong life on the wall…
Red Azalea@Tokyo
successively after sakura…
Significant Other@Tokyo
Those dandelions are as thick as thieves…
Natural Planter@Tokyo
such small but indefatigable lives…
Sakura Days@Tokyo
Sakura and dandelions were unwilling to say their good-byes…
Sakura Days@Tokyo
sakura fallen pedals dashing down the slope…
Sakura Days@Tokyo
the fallen red star…
the axis of sakura…
Sakura Days@Tokyo
The park was covered with fallen pinkish pedals, the last remnant of passing sakura…