12 Stones

Arrange the 12 stones. Spring, summer, autumn, winter. All things are impermanent. They come and go, and are here now.

　

　

Twelve Stones from My Hometown. The air is starting to cool, and the stones are beginning to roll. I want to visit that sea again.

　

Goodbye Summer. Time Leaps Within the Heart. Twelve Stones in the Mist.

　

The Twelve Stones Arranged Under the Evening Sky Once Before, Seen from a Different Angle. A Beautiful Moment with Stones.

　

In the Twilight of Japan, a Cosmos from Somewhere is Lined Up. A Beautiful World of Stones.

　

Twelve Stones from a Summer Journey. A Nap in the Pleasant Light. A Faint Dream from Some Day.