Memories of Arashiyama and the scenery of Togetsukyo Bridge

I was 20 years old when I first visited Arashiyama. During the cherry blossom season, in the rain, I met a Japanese woman wearing a pale purple kimono and a deep purple haori at Togetsukyo Bridge. She had her hair tied up, and her hair was swaying in the wind blowing over the river. The word "Togetsu" felt like a subtitle announcing her arrival. I pressed the shutter, but it was out of focus and she became a vague presence in the photo. It was as if I had cut out a part of a dream. If I were a man, such a long-held memory might have been romantic. However, since I am not a man, this memory may not be special. Every time I visit Kyoto, I visit Arashiyama, and in the past few years, the number of kimono rental shops has increased and it is crowded with tourists. However, I can no longer meet the woman with "Togetsu". She seems to have been a little older than me, and will be close to 40 this year. #Arashiyama #Togetsukyo Bridge #Kyoto Trip