Sparkling or dancing light and reflection.
often looking patchy as they shed.
The breeze in early May often carries these scents of Wisteria, Rhododendron, or Yellow Roses.
So free and comfortable in the balmy air of May!
Sparkling or dancing light and reflection.
The breeze in early May often carries these scents of Wisteria, Rhododendron, or Yellow Roses.
So free and comfortable in the balmy air of May!
The sky-dyed Nemophila always remind me of a poem by KANEKO Misuzu.
空色の花/Sora iro no hana/ Sky-Blue Flowers
Listen close, you little flowers,
Color of the blue, blue sky.
Around here there
used to be
A pretty
black-eyed girl,
Always looking at
the sky
Like I was just
doing now.
Dawn to dusk the blue sky
Shining in her
eyes,
They turned one
day to little flowers
That even now watch the sky.
If what I say is right, why,
Flowers, you must know
More about the real true sky
Than wise professors do.
I’m always looking at the sky
And thinking lots and lots
But what’s real and true I don’t know.
I bet you see it all and do.
Wise flowers don’t say a thing,
Just keep looking at the sky.
Those blue eyes, sky-dyed,
Still aren’t tired of watching
(Translated by D.P.Dutcher)
Green leaves are sparkling on the water.