Dawn Sky at Maruyama
Driving past Asagiri and arriving at Lake Motosu, I examine the sky from the shore as usual.
Clouds hang thick, and I would need to drive for more than an hour from here.
After hanging around for about thirty minutes, I sit behind the driving wheel again.
As I arrive at the planned shooting site, I am surprised that I am the only one there.
In a short while, the signature silhouette of Mt. Fuji starts to appear against the thick black stripes of twilight.
I had no way of knowing that the scene I was observing was soon to become something extraordinary.
On that morning, I would witness nature’s breathtaking scenery that is beyond any human imagination.
My hands started shaking and I had trouble changing the film of my camera. A minute seemed like an eternity.
Standing before the majestic scene, I became but a shade of a tiny speck dissolving into the endless expanse of the universe.