A seven-story building was suddenly demolished. Immediately the construction of a huge new building started. The Torii, Japanese traditional structure, is standing next to a storm of noise. It has been standing there since many years ago. There seems to be a border. Nobody can see it, but it completely separates each world.
The wind coming from the northwest brought the cold air. Fallen leaves made dry sounds; it told me of the beginning of winter. Sometimes sound tells us the turn of the seasons.
I crouched in the field. I felt as if I were in an ancient village. The breeze, the sunset, the smell of the soil; they must not have changed since ancient times. How about humans? Has something in our minds changed over time? A noisy car brought me back to the real world.
It's amazing! I found this in a pottery market today. We can't eat them because they're made of ceramic. But you feel like eating them, don't you? The potter succeeded in expressing softness with very hard material. I saw hundreds of items of pottery in the market. This piece was my favorite.
Walking around slowly, we can find something interesting, funny, strange or fascinating in our everyday lives. This blog shows such things with pictures.