Seeing the Light

It’s getting darker in the mornings, already much more noticeably than before the equinox, which was still less than a month ago. But there is some sort of light on the horizon, literally and figuratively.

Although we haven’t seen much of it this week, the sun shines over the horizon at certain photogenic points along the Tama River, enabling some pretty impressive photo opportunities.

For an instant, too, it seemed like the long wait for new hope on the career front had finally arrived, too, but it doesn’t seem to have turned out how I had sought.

But the rainy season is over in Tokyo.

Already the skies are bluer, and the heat more intense.

I noticed that Kangaeroo Corner has continued to largely thrive, but is showing the signs of struggle now.

Some of the plants that are more susceptible to humidity, such as the kangaroo paw, are feeling the pinch.

The red kangaroo paw flowers have already withered.

The white and yellow versions are still largely OK, but also appearing to be headed in that direction.

It’s nature, it’s OK.

Impressive is the hardenbergia, which while climbing up an arch and working in combination with the leaves of the golden wattle, have formed a natural fernery atop the dicksonia antartica that will likely protect the tree fern over the coming weeks when the heat of the summer becomes blistering. Hopefully, it will help it to counter the struggles it had in the searing heat of the 2023 summer.

Tomorrow I must do a test that holds all sorts of hopes and fears.

My company sent me a terrible contract yesterday. I want to fight it. I don’t deserve their treatment. But I am grateful to be in work.