Overcast fall day in Shirakoma Lake

Fall colors gently reflect on the surface of the placid lake

Where moss blankets the earth, and twisted trees reach skyward, the forest seems to dream with eyes half-open.

Beneath the canopy, the moss rises, folds and falls much like an imaginary creature from Tolkien's universe

Makeshift roads deep in the forests of Nagano

Boats rest on a quiet dock engulfed by autumn morning fog

The forest breathes secrets in silence of the autumn fog

Through decades, an old guardian clings to the earth, wearing moss & greens as its scars

Sunlight peeps in through treetops in Shirakoma

A solitary lakeside cabin deep within a shadowed forest

Golden trees emerge through the drifting mist in Hakuba

A line of golden trees clings to the misty mountainside