山に囲まれて暮らしていると、一日の終わりに自然と空を見上げてしまう。今日の夕暮れは、燃えるような赤ではなく、紫からピンクへとやわらかく溶けていく空だった。稜線の向こうには、最後の光がひとすじ。空模様に心が向くこと。それも、自然のなかで生きるということ。
English
When you live ringed by mountains, the end of each day quietly draws your eyes upward. This evening the sky held none of the burning red we expect at dusk — instead it was something softer, a wash of violet dissolving into pink. Above the ridgeline, a single thread of the day’s last light still lingered, a seam of gold against the dark shape of the hills. Here, the temper of the sky becomes part of ordinary life; you notice it without meaning to. And to find your gaze pulled, evening after evening, toward the shifting colors overhead — that, too, is what it means to live within nature.
