The long rains of last month are completely gone, replaced by a stretch of clear autumn days.
In the daytime, warm air rises into the sky, and cool autumn wind flows in.
By three in the afternoon, the low sun shines with a warm amber light that smells like coming winter. It is not quite sunset yet, but this nostalgic color gently touches my heart.
In the late sun, the pampas grass shines and sways in the wind.
At night, the wind stops and the moon comes up.
The ground loses its heat to the night sky, and the temperature drops below 10°C.
The next morning, steam mist rises from the lake. The season of Kearashi (lake mist) has arrived.
Soon, winter birds from the north will be here too.
You can read more about how Kearashi forms here.
I hope you enjoy it.
