Distant Japanese Mountain Joy

Despite having more than a day back in my old neighborhood, I didn't manage to take pictures of the two things I really wanted to see save for this one of the distant mountains as we headed out to dinner one night.

It is weird what you miss about the places you've lived, isn't it? My first town in Japan was tiny and surrounded by mountains. The day I looked out and watched the storm clouds come down over the distant green peaks, and realized how much like woodblock prints reality actually looks here, is a memory I hope to retain forever. It was eye opening for sure. That's why the art looks like that. Some art is just based on something you quite fathom until you see it for yourself.

So this is the only shot to add to the hard drives full of pictures I took of the distant mountains over the years that I lived in that area, and you can still kind of see how it looks a little like a woodblock print.