Gone Fishing

 I'm not in the mood for writing a post. Some personal stuff. I'll make it again a more pictorial post.
We went fishing, almost two weeks ago. Little Haruki, too.

 Kazutoshi san, a mechanical wizard, came in the end (while we were fishing he was grease monkeying in the engine of his fishing boat) and started making an absolutely fresh sahimi.

 With shoyu, wasabi and biru.

 This is a common  view on the beaches of Ryukyu islands (said without irony at all!).

Another gloomy morning over our village.

 My room, when I'm alone.

 My room, when Haruki is with me.