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Although I live in a region that attracts a lot of tourists from around the country with its scenic beauties, I don't usually care a lot about that. Yesterday, we went for a drive to enjoy the great scenery as tourists. It was kind of refreshing. Here are some of the pictures I took with the phone cam. As always, please turn a blind eye to the quality of them.

Mt. rausu

Mt. Rausu in the Shiretoko National Park. Magnificent, but I don't wanna climb it.

Rugosa rose

Hamanasu (rugosa rose). One of the few flowers whose names I can tell.


Nothing. Nothing means everything. That's the heart of the Zen teaching. ...No, no, I'm joking.

The scerery was that of autumn's. We walked around a lot. Oh, the knee was all right.


Do you think that if you lived in Tokyo or Osaka for awhile that you would yearn for the wide open spaces of Hokkaido? I know I would. I've lived in Texas for 30 years, but I still miss the mountains of my childhood. Any time we go to the mountains, I fill my spirit filling up, drinking in the beauty and space.