On a winter day at Lake Towada, the vibrancy of spring and summer has faded away, leaving behind nothing but the purest coldness and tranquility. As I strolled in search of beauty, I intentionally gazed through the interwoven dry branches of the forest toward the lake’s surface, and stumbled upon this hidden surprise from a specific vantage point. The foreground is filled with branches that show the texture of time, resembling hands deliberately arranged by nature, cradling a heart formed from the purest "Towada Blue." This is the gentlest gift that nature bestows upon travelers amidst the harsh northern wilderness.