Early Summer.

A grove of trees muffled with the smell of chestnut blossoms wafting out of nowhere.

A warbler’s song can be heard in between the trees.
The song, accompanied by a sharp sensation, seemed to pierce the air around me.

Rays of light reach the ground with every sway of the leaves previously blocking them. 
At that moment, a white leek flower bud is illuminated.
The hydrangea beside holding up green calyx with its open leaves, pointing to the sky.

As I leave the tree shade and make my way through bushes, a cluster of vivid flowers catches my eye.

A blooming peony stands among those gentle flowers returning to their original shape even as the wind pushes them around.

A single thread of spider silk stretching between two of its stems.
As I get closer, a small, translucent, light green spider circles around, hiding behind the stem.
I flicked the stem with my fingers and the spider jumped to a nearby leaf, pulling his thread.

A strong wind suddenly blew as if to guide my sight upwards.
Dandelion pappi flew into the sky, as if pulled by the sunlight itself.

Stipa tenuissima ‘Pony Tails’, Dianthus superbus var. longicalycinus, Clematis ‘Étoile Violette’, Kniphofia ‘Bees’ Lemon’

Photo | Noboru Murata