Every morning
I hope to see Fuji-san
It never gets old
Majestically
Towering in the bright sky
A threatening gift
A fool to think that
I could climb it with a bunch of
Twenty year olds!
ReaderLee
Educator, Reader and Writer
Every morning
I hope to see Fuji-san
It never gets old
Majestically
Towering in the bright sky
A threatening gift
A fool to think that
I could climb it with a bunch of
Twenty year olds!
ReaderLee 
Beautiful photos, and words! I wouldn’t mind trying to climb it… if it wasn’t for the snow 😉
Ha! Yes, I’m so happy to look at it now (and everyday) but I climbed it in August.
That’s awesome! 😀
How long did it take?
Felt like years. It was miserable. But I suppose it was maybe 6-7 hrs going up and then a few down. Coming down was much shorter but as difficult, if not more.
Right on! Sounds like a long (but fun) day 😉
Majestic pictures. Your poem brings the beauty to mind. My father-in-law who is 86 just shared about his hike up the Fuji Mountain. It is one of his favorite memories.
I can relate to your slice. I lived in Japan near Yokota Air Force Base outside Tokyo. We always looked for Fuji every morning, too. It was the last day of July when we climbed Fuji-san and stayed in a little inn, where we watched the climbers coming up in the dark with their lanterns. The next morning we were up early to see the sunrise.
I’ll definitely miss the view when I leave!
Is that Mt. Fuji? How beautiful! Love your words, too! I wonder if some of my kids and your kids are blogging back and forth. Are you in the Classroom Slice?
I’m not, but I’ll check out the classroom blogs to see who is representing Japan. 🙂
I love the way in which you wrote this through the poems and pictures! Even with few words, your feelings came through loud and clear. 🙂
What beautiful pictures and I can’t believe you climbed that! Wow!
Thanks for sharing all those images – the mountain is majestic in each photograph, but it, too, has its moods.