Yet another everyday memory of one of my years in Himeji, Japan.

surprises

It’s the reason you get up every day. The

most ordinary bus or train trip transformed

by one image, a different perspective.

rainbows trapped in ice crystals on the roof of an

old car. snow on a discarded car tyre a study in black and white.

a slice of sky caught in a drain,

the joy of the unexpected mundane.

smell of a mandarine permeating the bus.

a chance meeting with the student you call

walnut who gives you a little box of handmade

chocolates because she says in her understated

Japanese way

                                                           I made too many