The season is autumn.

Wehumbly face nature and live a modest life.

It is companion who gathers for radio exercises in the park in the early morning.

We share the joy of exchanging refreshing greetings in the community.

The season is autumn, and I feel the depth of the seasom.

The leaves of the Keyaki tree in the corner of the park have also begun to color.

On my way home, I encountered an azalea that was blooming out of season.

It is a collaboration of pink Fuyo and white azalea.

It is a rare gift from the natural world.

I will show it to everyone without monopolizing it.