Today, I attended the Kawagoe Hikawa Shrine Monthly Festival. It is a rim musubi wind chime. 🎐

It is Hitsujiyama Park in Chichibu City, Saitama Prefecture. Every year in May, the moss phlox is in full bloom. The disadvantage is that there are many people during the day.

It is a thatched circle of Kawagoe Kumano Shrine.

I was able to capture the scenery that makes me feel the old-fashioned atmosphere of Japan in the photo.

I was able to make good use of the front bokeh and photograph Nagahama Castle, which has an overwhelming presence.

I had an errand and early in the morning, and when I left the house at about 5 o'clock, I was able to take a picture of Hikone Castle standing against a golden background caused by the sunrise.

This is one of the first photos I took near Tokyo Station. I looked up at the tall buildings and enjoyed the city air while taking landscape photos that I couldn't take in my Local area. When I entered the station building, I saw Tokyo Station that I could see through the window, and I involuntarily clicked the shutter. The painting-like frame composition expresses the presence of Tokyo Station. Gari is a stylish photo that can only be taken in Tokyo.

The Northern Alps taken from inside a car. The cars don't stop, and I can't get this view out of my head when I pass the tracks.

Kobe City, Hyogo Prefecture Ikuta Shrine

Kumamoto Prefecture Unnamed Trail Kumamoto, not just place names, It's also a fog, a rain, A telephone pole, quietly marking the boundaries of travelers' memories.

Takachiho Cheonan Kawara Here, Shenyin never needs tickets, A river, moss green, It is enough to calm the soul and return the mind to the mountain.

Fukuoka・Itoshima Totoro Forest Trail Some roads, there is no navigation, but there are always people who remember how to go. The angle at which the sun shines down, like a whisper of the forest, says: "Go inside, and you will meet you in childhood."

Dogs on Mount Aso The wind blows in the ears, but it is unhurried. Because no matter how big the mountain is, it can't compare to the familiar embrace. A dog of an old couple, The years that have passed are far longer than volcanoes.

Kumamoto Aso Mountain Road Into the silence of the fault, Step by step, as if listening to the earth's breath. The distant mountains are like waves, the clouds are whispering, And I am a speck of dust walking through the core.

This one is located in Kumamoto. The wind has not arrived, the rain is thin, Mountains and clouds talk about a whispered dream. The footsteps are quiet, the heart is also quiet, It was as if the world was holding its breath for this meadow.

This one is located in Kumamoto. Low afternoon clouds pressing down on the mountains, The grass buried all the thoughts in the wet soil. The yellow flowers bloom quietly, Not for whom, but to prove the weight of the season.

This photo was taken near Kurokawa Onsen. The sky is low, and there are two transparent umbrellas on the side of the road It's like the silence of guarding each other. It's not a way home, It is the starting point of going deep into the forest and into the heart. Silent fir forest, Whispering silent memories and distant places.

This photo was taken in Cheonan Kawara (Teniwado Shrine Okumiya). The legendary gathering place of eight million gods, Light fell from above the cave, as if whispering the remnants of mythology. Thousands of stone piles, It's praying, it's waiting, It is also between people and gods, An unbroken mind.

This photo was taken on the Itoshima Totoro Forest Trail. The greenery spreads out into a labyrinth of paths, The house stands quietly at the bend, It's like waiting for a late afternoon with the wind. Even if there is a chinchilla slowly passing by in the next second, It would not be surprising either - This land was originally inhabited by gentle gods.

Taken in Itoshima, the "Couple Rock" in the picture is connected by a rope, symbolizing connection, prayer and sacred enchantment, and is one of the most representative tranquil scenery on the coast of Itoshima. The two rocks are silent, but they are tightly linked, With God's knots, entangled in prayers and beliefs for thousands of years. This is not a symbol of separation, It's a gesture of watching over each other, In the sound of the tide and the wind, the existence of the agreement is reiterated day by day.

This photo was taken off the coast of Itoshima, Fukuoka Prefecture. The white torii stands quietly in the intertidal zone, Is it the door of faith, or the gap in time? The sea does not speak, but it always listens, Like this empty existence, Open a window into the invisible mind.

This photo was taken in Ōhori Park in Fukuoka City. An unmanned ship, Anchor quietly in the heart of the lake. In the background is the silhouette of a city tall building, The foreground is a thick shade of layers of pine forest, Time seems to be frozen in this moment, Only light and wind are still moving. This water surface is not just a reflection of the city, It is also a floating island of the soul.

This photo was taken in Ōhori Park in Fukuoka City. Summer afternoon in Ohori Park, Willow branches hang down, like verses brushing the surface of the lake. The swan boat waits quietly for the tourists, The water of a lake reflects distant mountains and clouds, It's as if time stands still in this tranquility, People unconsciously slow down their pace and breathing.

This photo was taken in the neighborhood of Ohori Park in Fukuoka City. Ohori Park is not just a lake and greenery, It also extends into a street corner landscape like this: The breeze blows, the sun falls from among the leaves, The bike moves briskly and the runner concentrates on the crossing. These most mundane routines, The most sparkling moment of the trip.

This photo was taken of Kora Taisha in Kurume City, Fukuoka Prefecture. Climb three hundred stone steps, and finally between the torii gate and the mountain forest, I saw the picture of the world. The city is like a tide, people's hearts are like smoke, only at this moment, Only then did I really understand: standing tall is not for pride, But to see clearly - all the hustle and bustle, can calm down in the wind.

This is a traditional sightseeing "どんこ舟(柳川下り)" taken in Yanagawa in Fukuoka Prefecture. The light boat travels slowly in the swaying waterway of the willow shadow, The ship sings ancient tunes, supporting a journey back in time. Yanagawa is not just a city, it is a living poem, Between the water and the singing, the gentleness of daily life is spoken.

This photo was taken in Miyazaki Prefecture [Takachiho Gorge]. Between the dark cliffs, the waterfall flows quietly, as if it were the tears left by Amaterasu. People rowed small boats through this waterway guarded by mythology. This is not an ordinary journey, but a pilgrimage into the deep memory of nature. Here, the sound of water whispers for heaven and earth, and the greenery heals for time.

This photo was taken in Miyazaki Prefecture [Takachiho Gorge]. People are on the gorge, watching the boat move with the waves. This is the place where myths are born, and the waters where reality and legend meet. The sound of paddling echoed between the cliffs, like an ancient prayer still whispered in the ears. Every boat is a journey to meditation.

This photo was taken by Kumamoto Aso's [Kusanagi Chisa]. When the clouds lower the sky, the green covers the eyes, and the grass is like a vast poem. People are small but free, and every step they take is accompanied by the wind and opposed to the mountains. There is no urban language, only nature speaks. One mountain, one lake and one grassland, allowing people to quietly re-engage with the world.

Ikuta Shrine. Marriage Water Lottery. I was so fascinated by the scenery immersed in water that I hurriedly pulled up.