October 15, 2018
Like quiet flames burning in the grass, the vivid vermilion flowers of Higanbana are blooming with one accord to silently tell us that autumn has arrived here undoubtedly.
Swallowtail butterflies, which once kept flitting high in the bright summer sky, are flying low to eagerly find scarce floral nectar before they disappear.
Soon these blazing flowers will vanish from sight without being noticed and brilliant autumnal tints of leaves will begin to emerge gradually in the gardens like always.
In the tranquil garden behind the modest Buddha hall, I saw a silvery-white heron standing still on a rock and gazing fixedly at the quiet surface of the pond to hunt its prey.
The illusion about the flow of time had disappeared completely and, through the piercing eyes of the heron, I eternally stared into the water surface sparkling calmly in the lucid autumnal sunlight.
September 4, 2018
Like a colossus of snow-white marble, the gigantic columns of summer clouds are soaring high in the untainted blue sky to display the intense force of life that the scorching sun provides.
By the blessing of the blazing sun, every plant continues growing vigorously to fulfill its own seasonal mission silently.
The height of summer appears to stay here forever and it is hard to believe that this robust and brilliant season is sure to end before long.
Trees and plants are eagerly absorbing the parching heat of high summer to flourish hurriedly against the rapid transition of seasons.
Because other flowers have almost disappeared in the harsh sunlight, these precious flowers of summer delight my eyes deeply with their graceful forms and colors.