near the central station in winter

Several years ago, I was walking around the central station of Copenhagen city, looking for nothing particular, but just enjoying pieces of winter scenery of this northern harbor-city, after checking-in a business hotel near there. It was in the middle of the Christmas holidays, so, I hardly found shops, stores, even restaurants opened around the station, and as a consequence, people waiting for a train, coming from the station for passing the time, soon went back to platforms with empty hands. 

On the other, the historic amusement park, Tivoli Gardens, located literally next to the station, was opened and endlessly attracted families with little kids, even after dark and flakes of snow falling. While walking around the historical old town, its harbor, the main shopping streets and the solemn palace, I finally came to feel chilly and hungry, so, naturally looking for any cafes or restaurants, hopefully for having Danish local specialities. 

An hour later, I was in the restaurant, the Hard Rock Cafe, which was all I found in this city under cover of this snowy night, and I was warmly welcomed there by the cheerful Danish staffs. While waiting for my tender steak, I sipped beer from a glass, then, remembered that one of my colleagues at the time collected Hard Rock Cafe's T shirts printed local logos, when traveling around the US or foreign countries. 

Here was in the winter Denmark, still I saw snow flakes kept falling.

remnant of arizona twilight

At the end of the summer, I was just running along with an ever lasting straight avenue next to Phoenix airport, listening to the local radio news with grabbing my well-used portable radio. It was, of course, in the evening, 'cause running under the daylight in here was not an option, doing so, maybe, would easily make any runners extremely thirsty within minutes. Even in the evening, the breeze was not nice, but so warm that I felt breaking a sweat soon after coming from the hotel I checked in near here, and slowly starting jogging. 

The remnant of the Arizona twilight was getting mixed of light orange and dark water-blue just like colors in the not-so-deep sea. At the airport, small lights from several airplanes looked like stars at dusk. The straight road I kept following was not the never-ending straight, so, I finally found a slow curve to turn to the right. At the corner, there was a gas station, where a man in middle age with a worn-out baseball cap tried to fill the tank of his pickup truck with gas, and next to it, the franchise restaurant, Ruby-Tuesday, was there with a vividly red signboard on its front. A couple of families of four were waiting for their tables around the parking, and several kids from different families seemed to invent new game to play there. While running, I listened to the radio and noises kids made for passing the time. 

Here was in the middle of summer night heat, Phoenix, Arizona

chimney with weathered crimson bricks

Coming to the outskirts of Lille, I found the chimney of the old fabric factory rising into the sky, covered with weathered crimson bricks. I heard the factory was closed a long time ago, maybe for decades, hardly used for any business for a while. Then, when the town-council, some businessmen and developers somehow found and agreed with its potential, it was re-constructed or re-developed as a middle sized outlet-shopping mall, while being preserved it's old fashioned facade with the symbolic sky-high chimney. It was a decade ago, and on its grand opening day when the factory-mall was officially given a new life, I could imagine that a crowd of people around here were coming, walking and shopping like kids as if entering their dreamland for the first time in life.
 
Just several years later, I found people in here actually preferring to walk and window-shopping more slowly than used to be. As a consequence, several tenants had already closed its stores, and never comes new ones. Still the sky high chimney was there, and I could see it from my car window, while driving for a while to go home.

Here was the outskirts of Lille, France

inside the tree

The sky was becoming dark, and the fog was coming with light rain. So, we all missed orange and water blue in the twilight in the evening. At five o'clock, instead, the lights of myriad buildings around here came on, and these were just like numerous fireflies glowing in the sea of Tokyo city.
 
Inside the tower newly built a year ago, the interior was so chic that we all came to think that even the staff, the middle age woman, trying to clean up the floor of cafe area with a small vacuum chicly. Why we thought so? 'cause each staff wore a slightly loose uniform designed by a famous designer who someone said learnt his basic-style around Scandinavian countries.

Countless people kept coming to the tower just like rain falling endlessly tonight.
This tower was named "sky tree", and I was walking at the downtown area of Tokyo, while it was still drizzling.