Early morning ride
The snowy cone of Fuji stands out in the sparkling clear air with every trace of pollution blown away in yesterday's gale. Twigs and leaves litter the ground.
Azaleas are out everywhere.
Yesterday at the Chigasaki museum, we saw a small exhibition of prints and scrolls related to the Tokaido road that runs from Kyoto to Tokyo. Today I realized that the road has been replanted here and there with the pine trees that originally lined its route.
Back at home, two crows flew high across the blue sky. A pheasant's sudden cry, and the bush warbler's song.
--Julian
(David writes about his windy Sunday here.)
