At Todaiji Temple, the number of people decreases on weekdays, especially on the back streets. Few people pass each other on my way to Nigatsu-dou. A little along the side road of Tsuijibei (a mud wall with a roof) , a painter is drawing a picture by the red fire hydrant. Beyond his gaze, I can see a temple covered with colorful autumn leaves. I took a picture of him with permission to take. To thank you, there is an indescribable kindness in the gesture that nodded without a smile. I felt that I could communicate without words, and my heart became hot.

東大寺も平日は人出が少なくなり、裏道になるとなおさらです。二月堂に向かう道筋もすれ違う人もちらほら。築地塀の脇道を少し入ると、赤い消火栓のところで、絵描さんがひとり、絵を描いています。見つめる先には色とりどりに紅葉した木々がお堂を覆っています。撮影の許可を頂いて写真を撮りました。お礼を言うと、にこりともせず頷いた仕草に何とも言えない優しさがこもっています。心通じるものがあった気がして、胸が熱くなりました。