This is the season of harvest. I felt when I was jogging this morning.

When I was going through a small path near the city branch office, rice paddies to the right was already harvested and ones to the right was about to be harvested.

Sparrow was flocking and singing.
I had planned to jog just a little bit, but I jogged unexpected 4 kilometers.

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