Close to a foot of Mt. Fuji, at the place known as Hakone, I was walking along a lake with my small camera and looking up at the gray sky. The wind was not so cold but obviously I should have no chance to be warm thanks to the sun light. A sweet autumn was going away just in front of me. I understood that anyway the winter will come anywhere after autumn and it might be more bright here than west France where I lived. I knew but I was longing for bright winter sky since a spring day in 2020. Perhaps it may be coming among a bit dark clouds.