floating and streaming shadows created by passing carlights…
the new year 2020 would be coming soon…
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…
floating and streaming shadows created by passing carlights…
the new year 2020 would be coming soon…
of my studio…
water on the fallen dead leaf…
silent night holy night…
small tips of bamboo will be returning to the ground…
in the garden..
the shadow of the beautiful white flower actually…
Kofu was surrounded by the autumn mountains…
the wooden artwork…
this year the green wall of the studio had withered before becoming autumn leaves…
the autumn had gone…
and the winter has come…
had arrived at the western small city in Tokyo…
the puddle detained the passing autumn as long as possible…
in the rain of fallen leaves…
on the tarp airing in the sun,,,
bicycle parking in the early morning…
swimming…
would be disappearing soon…
from the window of my studio…
when is the blooming season?
Mt. Fuji had worn a white dress…
after the overnight rain…
at the outdoor kitchen…
the naturai root which is good for draining…
an unusual walking route…
from the usual walking way…
the afternoon sunbeams streaming through the leaves of trees…
of the day when my mother had gone from the window of the hospital…
of a cicada…
the shadow of the persimmon tree…
trembling in the wind…
the burning sky…
still beautiful…
the first one which I had seen this year…
bouncing evening sunlight…
from the roof carrier…
just before the thunderstorm…
the long meditation sitting at the lakeside…
continuing into the sky…
in the dead silence…
the distant view of the center from the very western city of Tokyo…
Carousel EL Dorado 112 years old…
ready for the expecting guest…
the beautiful and comfortable space created by the huge cloth…
the biggest gradient in Tokyo…
I was able to find 2 pieces of four leaf clovers…
many happiness may be found on the hill…
once a year…
“natsumoude” once a year…
ready to fly…
in the early morning sunlight…
only for him…
where only wild birds were playing…
ready for the next game…
plenty of fishes…
the new life in the forest…
at the field museum,,,
here and there in town…
torch azalea in the mountain…
most of petals had already flown away…
in the evening forest…
of my studio…
the usual walking route in pastel colors…
waving in the spring wind…
the fluff of a dandelion…
yamazakura and young leaves…
she keeps herself above all the vulgarity around her…
on the natural palette…
the scenes of the growing forest had been changing day by day…
here and there…
in the spring wind…
on the way to her place…
the usual walking route…
continued to the autumn…
taking a rest…
the last sakura…
fallen petals had been painting grounds in white in the end of sakura days…
the huge weeping sakura which is past his prime…
the sublime blooming in his twilight years…
in a day dream…
sakura in the night…
fallen petals on the rocks…
the old weeping cherry tree…
floating fallen sakura in the huge puddle…
fully blooming sakura…
fallen petals in the puddles…
sakura checking her make-up…
the laboratory in the sakura woods…
sakura road…
dreaming days…
Japanese flowering cherry beside the usual walking route…
the first sakura which I had seen this year…
at the terminal station…
after the overnight rain…
vanishing after a long time…
Mt. Asama…
my good partner also this year…
the first step of the year…
a short rest after meal…
white flowers of peeling paint…