The summer rainy season has just set in.
Along the uphill road beside the modest temple, the ajisai flowers of various colors and shapes are finely blooming against the overcast sky.
The subtle coloring and ceaseless metamorphosis of these flowers are brought about by the abundant moisture and minerals absorbed from the rain and soil.
Under the threatening sky peculiar to this season, ajisai flowers closely wait for the rain to keep blooming exquisitely and their quiet beauty soaks into my mind deeply like a gentle merciful rain.