With the arrival of winter, I think back about all that I had done last winter. For someone who has lived in a tropical country almost her entire life, winter is a season that I struggle to deal with as much as I love witnessing and experiencing snowfalls. Well, we know that snowfalls don't happen often, or at least in this part of Japan I am staying in. This winter, I hope to engage in more creative pursuits. I am currently embarking on The Sketchbook Project, creating illustrations based on thoughts that I want to convey from what I have experienced during my time here. (I am really excited about it! It is a mini project that I decided to work on, to occupy myself more meaningfully this winter.) I will push myself to go on photography trips even when it is cold outside and my fingers are going to end up freezing. I will also continue to write The Onigiri Stories (a collection of stories and musings that I recently started), read more and to continue seeking inspiration in different ways. So, let's start with an ode to Fall I have written about my favorite season and photographs I have taken in the last month of leaf-peeping. Nature's watercolors A month was all you took To show me your colors, give me hopes, ease me into the transitions from summer to fall and from fall to winter To prepare me to embrace the emotional states the physiological changes that will occur inside A whirlwind of feelings, experiences come hitting me like a block of ice Cold and hard Like reality that comes knocking at my door reminding me that you have left And as much as I am unwilling to part with you I should come to terms with it I like how you took your time with those color transitions Like how an artist chooses and paints from his palette of watercolors He begins with a yellow tint Then gradually experiment with them until he completes his masterpiece with a final assemblage of colors And now that the leaves have fallen The branches are bare They stare back at me empty Crestfallen, in despair with their shoulders shrugged As though to say that things cannot be helped You got to let nature take its own course They still stand tall, resolute Braving themselves even in the harshest of cold When everyone else has retreated indoors Cozy under the kotatsu, the duvet Snug and toasty The house a comfortable haven But when I look outside through the window panes I take comfort in knowing that even though you have left for now, for the time being You will return next year with your resplendent colors Nature's watercolors Like how you always do
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