The heat of the day was over. Some humidity left, but wind blows to tell us time to relax.
This is the moment I really love.
As the sun sets, the scenery changes rapidlly moment by moment...
Impressionists such as Monet must have enjoyed the same those days in their own pure lands.
I've seen it many times, but it'll never be the same.
I'm very much fortunate to live in the land of colors, Japan.
It's not the things to be refered in terms, but in emotions,
which are always harmonized with nature.
