up in the air so high

the capital station is so big and yet so small from up here

umbrella-jam

lost in bubbles of down turned plastic splattered with rain

stop and see the refracted light

open the mind to the transient

bitter melon

sweet winds and a fading summer

endless bridge

a moment that memories are made of

little people on the streets

like ants in a colony

peekaboo

I'm watching you...

pipes and flowers

if only flowers flowed like water washes out of pipes, endlessly

blue skies

early summer happiness

hot early summer day

the pleasant decaying shell of a former beauty

night in the city

shibuya calling me

the road spring leads me down

shadows of what we are in our days stacked up like old abandoned magazines from way back when

flow the water

slow moving mental bookmarks lost in time

trains to take you places

from one place to another

just can't fight it

spring is here with a spring in her step

first puffs of spring

plum beginning to bloom on mount tsukuba

riverside memories

one day slides into another

gray all the way

pixelated void

dusk and spirits

floating above a graveyard

stark reality

things look different in black and white

around and around

where does it stop?

small boxes to move people

all around the earth

flow of the universe

never ending cycle

the dawning of a new year

rural winds play with the reeds