Miura, Kanagawa
White in the light, blue in the shade. They bloom with the faint morning dew at the beginning of summer.
They will brighten their face while waiting for the fruition. With an anxious look on it, they would cower down in the shade.
Rejoice at a joy, grieve at a grief. There is no contradiction between the feeling and the deed, see things as they are, live naturally.