Making my way back to Ichikawa station today, something caught my eye on a stretch of road that never did before. My eyes were filled with beautiful purpler drapery. The majestic wisteria was flowing over the gates of a home on top of the hill.
The sun shone through the leaves and illuminated the violet petals. I have always been drawn to the color purple. I am not sure why, but I think I find that the hue soothes my troubled soul.
After a few bumpy small aftershocks right before I shut my eyes caused me to get a bit of restless sleep. I welcomed this hue into my lens and let the healing begin.
Lets allow those gleams of color to flood into our lives, and begin the healing process.