
in the shade of a tree…

Day-to-day pics and words by nob… My dear beautiful lovely days passing with pretended nonchalance… Everything is a once-in-a-lifetime chance… The river current never stops flowing, and its water keeps changing… The blowing wind will never be able to come back to the present same place…

in the shade of a tree…

like antique artificial flowers…

of unknown plant…

only few hours ephemeral lives…

the morning call…

the maple at home…

tail of tiger in Japanese saying,,.

pretty weed…

at the nock in the park…

never seen before…

here and there…

get along well forever…

part 3

part 2

part 1

She was taking a walk same as me…

Shoji that is paper sliding door…

on the garden deck of my friend’s place…

by the window of my friend’s place…

in full bloom…

beech tree…

plum jam…

from the back mountain…

in full bloom…

fallen white leaves…

in full bloom…

good harvest here and there in the back mountain…

plums, etc.

the streetcar that runs in Tokyo city is called Toden…

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part 7

part 6

Part 5
with a ladybug…

part 4

part 3

part 2

part 1

every year at the same place…

I made Jam with the wild strawberries from the back mountain…

good harvest this year…

it must have been there from my childhood…

new branches from the fallen tree…

the first young leaves at home…

young buds expecting rainy days…

fruits of kusaichigo which I picked from the back mountain…

dandelions to be hesitated to park…

the drain of the concrete wall…

of Kusaichigo at home…

of Kusaichigo at home…

so friendly…

fixed point observation…

of Japanese larch…

anemone debilis whose flower language is “I want to protect you”…

the beginning of young buds…

the beginning of new green leaves…

the drain of the concrete wall…

from the back mountain…

I have never seen before…

its flower language in Japan is first love…

the meaning of Japanese name is “Shizukagozen standing alone silently”…

the disused truck has been assimilating to the nature…

maple seeds are about to fly with each propellers…

the first young leaves…

in the fresh green…

in the fully sunshine…

the peeling wall paint…

the destination is my childfood…

unseasonable flowering…

plenty of flowers along the small path in the forest…

the perfect shape…

the usual forest for morning walk…

everywhere by the stream…

in the spring wind…

named from twelve-layered ceremonial kimono in Heian period…

of Japanese pepper…

ready to start flying…

in the fully blooming…

from the spring forest…

gently streaming fallen sakura leaves…

in the fully blooming…

in the soft pastel brilliant forest…

the first touch of the spring forest…

Just after the departure of Pertya scandens fluff…

undeletable memory…

spring has come after camellias…

is made over a dried-up culvert…

map of iPhone often reads me to such a back alley…

small but strong…

blooming unseasonably…

has just started to bloom…

difficult to find…

hiding such in the shade of a rock…

alone…

tears of camellia…

in the fully blooming…

have just started to bloom…

many kinds of Violets increase rapidly here and there day by day…

the first Violet in the forest…

Spiraea thunbergii has started to bloom…

Lonicera gracilipes has started to bloom…