yesterday was coming of age day in Japan; it snowed, much like it did around this time last year – though perhaps even a bit more than last time around. being the first snow of the new year, and probably the only snow we’ll see until next december comes around, and snow is one of the things I love the most, I got my jet lagged bum out the door before noon for a little photo walk.

it’s been – as you might have noticed – quite a while since I posted any photos at all. there’s no particular reason why I just stop, though at the same time a I could probably list a hundred different reason why I did; sometimes I just put my camera down for a long time and when I pick it back up again it feels strangely heavy and foreign in my hands. takes a while to get back into things; writing actual text to go with entry feels incredibly strange too. since changing up the blog a bit and moving it off of tumblr (thanks to the amazing Carina) I kept trying to figure out what it was (is) that I’m trying to do with this blog. it’s always been a personal photography blog by all standards but I’ve always felt the personal part was missing. I don’t really know how much of myself to share in my writing, nor how much I want to share. I’ve kind of come to the conclusion that I want to try to – for the first time in my life – successfully keep a diary, and this would be it, as well as, what should I call it, my ongoing love letter to this city that I’ve come to think of as home.

I have no idea how this is actually going to work out, but I think it’s something I will enjoy personally – which in the end is kind of what I think is most important? one of the nicest compliments I ever received on my photos was something a friend told me around this time last year, when it snowed. she said she could tell from the photos that they were taken with love. for a while, I think I lost whatever spark it was I was able to give my photos; I’m hoping this is how I can get it back.

and well, there you have it. if you’re still reading this, thank you, and if it’s your first time dropping by the, hi. I hope we’ll see each other often from now on.

nana.