Jogging around Lake Akan, I found some trees knocked down by the strong wind and blizzard. The roots of the trees seemed to have expanded on the shallow level.
This is the sign of Lake Akan. The central island was reflecting the light of the rising sun. It was very calm in the deities' garden early in the morning.
The hotel we stayed could be seen from the beach beside the forest. Each tree had its own shape and smell. At that moment, we had more time but I had waked up my aunt in the morning and savoring the best