One of the things I find fulfilling about the Japanese language is the word “Kohyoh”, which when you look up in a dictionary is defined literally as "Crimson Leaves." It essentially refers to the period of time when fall rolls around the country side, turning all the trees different colors.
It really stood out to me in a really surprising way. Suddenly all the trees are this fantastic mixes of reds, yellows, and greens. Other trees will be rich, velvety purples and reds, others will be screamingly bright yellow. The mountains, which in the summer had all be a lush green so deep it very nearly hinted at blue, are now reds and browns so alive it looks like it’s all on fire. There’s such variation in all the trees around quiet Murakami these days, that it’s like there’s some sort of secret party that all of nature is celebrating right now, before our very eyes.
And today? Today is one of those days we don’t see much any more. The sky is blue, the sun in shining, and there’s just a few clouds sailing softly overhead.
Really, it’s all very lovely.
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