A cape where a legend of 800 years ago remains. The pale morning sun is about to show its face through the clouds.
800年前の伝説の残る岬。雲々の間から淡い朝陽が顔を覗かせようとしている。
The sun rises a little later. It is mid-summer, but I can hear the footsteps of autumn. The powerful sunlight raises the temperature around me so quickly that I stop thinking.
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Cuando entré en la sala del templo zen y me concentré en observar la luz del sol estival que se acercaba, las múltiples voces de las cigarras se desvanecieron en el fondo. https://t.co/0ZPuOcutvx
As I proceeded into the Zen temple hall and concentrated on observing the light of the incoming summer sun, the multiple voices of the cicadas faded into the background.
禅寺のお堂の中へ進み、差し込む夏の日の光を集中して観察していると、多重なる蝉の声も背景になっていくのだった。
La costa antes de que se ponga el sol de verano. Los rayos de luz se abren paso entre las relucientes y pálidas nubes e iluminan la superficie del mar.
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The coast before the summer sun sets. Rays of light break through the shimmering, pale clouds and illuminate the surface of the sea.
夏の太陽が沈む前の海岸。ゆらゆらとゆらめく、淡い雲を光線が突き抜け、海面を照らしている。
A thick fog envelops the area in the morning. Surfers, dashing and ready to go, were beginning to ride the waves, letting themselves be carried away by the Pacific Ocean. The beginning of summer.
The morning sun shining on the large tidal flat is trying to warm up the material that exists on the ground and in the sky above. I have a cup of coffee as I watch the pale moment of immediate change in form.
The early summer sun shines into the tatami room of the ryokan. We both look out at the deep blue-covered trees of the valley, then take a breath and head for the bathtub. Ah, it was another beautiful day.