Four to ten, on Friday,
stepping into the din of a city,
a mirage in the desert on the way,
reflecting your thirsty,
the grid
In response to the weekly photo challenge, Grid by The Daily Post.
capturing in prose
Four to ten, on Friday,
stepping into the din of a city,
a mirage in the desert on the way,
reflecting your thirsty,
the grid
In response to the weekly photo challenge, Grid by The Daily Post.
It was an awful experience. It must be a bad weather but the word was insufficient to tell you how it was. It rained heavily two days and, after two typhoons went away, I found the clear blue sky at last. It’s time to post a picture of jewels made with gentle rain I like.
In response to the weekly photo challenge, Monochromatic by The Daily Post.
We are all connected. Exaggerated? Probably you are right but sometimes I found me being connected to some friends even when I was at a far place. Stations have marvelous power in nature.
In response to the weekly photo challenge, Connected by The Daily Post.
I love to snap photos of nature outside as my readers know but it drizzle down today. It would be a bit bad condition to take a pictures then I came up with taking these slightly wet images.
In response to the weekly photo challenge, From Every Angle by The Daily Post.
Last week I posted an article about my short excursion to the place of production of grapes, Katsunuma. Here’s another post with some different pictures.
Interestingly covers of the fire hydrant there has a illustration of grapes. I enjoyed some places including an old wine cave. It was a good day.
In response to the weekly photo challenge, Today Was a Good Day by The Daily Post.