in mid august i fleed to the western japan
in search of a large body of saltwater to throw myself in
this girl couldn't help it
arrived by chance at tottori
and its famed sand dune
savoring ear-full of desert silence
would you like nose-full of salt water with that?
driving my rented nissan through corn field
it was a pleasant, comforting surprise
to find the tottori prefecture full of windmills making power
surprise, due to their adorable lack of self promotion
meeting moos while on land
this is the region called san-in, "in the shadow of mountains"
driving through san-in "geopark" on its winding scenic route
one of them gems
never want to leave...
the above is my personal best of the san-in gems
"yasugi", a quiet little village straight out of classic folk tales
.....wait, i think i was gonna tell you about something else....
oh. the dress.
my last post, i was considering 2 options for the red trim around the neck
neither of them looked like this but that's what happens
when you rinse your nostrils with salt water one too many times
thank you for hanging with me
the dune at sun down