capturing in prose
Nature on our planet is always changing. It shows us its another face everyday. Yesterday’s green leaves are now flaming red. Even so, the nature is still same as before.
Art in our social world is always drifting. It gives us its new face everyday. What will remain tomorrow?
In response to the weekly photo challenge, Change by The Daily Post.
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.
A green foxtail known as Neko-jarashi, a toy for cats, in Japan was swinging in the evening darkness,
telling the autumn was there.
The picture is original color, not processed.
My second contribution to the weekly photo challenge, Monochromatic
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.
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