Osaka was a feast of sights, sounds, smells, and tastes… but somehow when I scroll through all the photos I took there, this one keeps calling me back to it…fallen leaf on asphalt alleyway. When I revisit this photo I can smell the rain that had just washed the city. I can see the clearing clouds reflected in the water droplets, I can conjure the feeling of just arriving some place new, unfamiliar. We were walking to find dinner. So many possibilities.

When I passed back by the spot where I saw this small wonder, the wind had picked it up and blown it under a parked vehicle. Everything is in constant movement. Everything is uncertain. How lucky I am to have seen this brief little universe that formed here on the pavement. How lucky I am to be here in this now with these ones I love, looking for beauty and finding it everywhere.