A weekend in Seattle.
We rode the bus for a long time.
Swaying, drifting, caught in a daze,
the snowy mountains stretched endlessly at the edge of the window,
their rugged desolation carrying a certain sharp dignity.
Japan!
Fuji!
A weekend in Seattle.
We rode the bus for a long time.
Swaying, drifting, caught in a daze,
the snowy mountains stretched endlessly at the edge of the window,
their rugged desolation carrying a certain sharp dignity.
Japan!
Fuji!