Summer Camp, 1996
Shaking with a sigh, Ah! The two of us started walking on different paths, From that time, It hurts when I remember it...🎶
One summer ago, the city was mine...
p o p c o r n c l o u d s 2 . 0
The horizon and the sweet ocean breeze at summer’s end...
Lamp さち子 (Sachiko)
urban greenage
Late summer afternoons are times of great pleasure, don’t you agree?
Soft, delicate, crinkled sheets of tissue paper...
“Circa 1968″
Late summer evenings give the best feelings.