During my walks through Yokohama, I encounter sights and sounds I ignored in earlier years. Busy earning a living in those years, I rode trains and worked in environments hemmed in by four walls. Today I have removed the blinkers.

Mt. Fuji appears majestic and aloof

Kindergarten students caught by surprise. 

A rainy night at a Yokohama crosswalk. 

Three mannequins in a midnight reverie.

Every piece in place

Tree roots grasping for space

Leafless tree against an early morning winter sky

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