Should I say that it's finally starting to feel like autumn? In the morning, I feel a little chilly rather than cool. As I was having breakfast and gazing out at the veranda, the garden grass that I had left unattended during the summer had grown wild, and AKAZA (Chenopodium albumL. var. centrorumMakino gently. For some reason, the AKAZA swaying in the wind, whether it was real or not, touched my heart. The soft swaying of the grass leaves tells me that the wind has passed. If Icould express that fleeting flickering of all things, real or not...
Autumn wind, gently turning a kaleidoscope of life