Nature itself is the primal essence enshrined and worshipped at Ise, as implied by the carefully orchestrated approach to the sanctuaries past the limpid Isuzu River and through the forest.
Nature is worshiped at Ise.
Progress is worshiped at Ise.
Someone is kayaking on a lake.
People and their pets are relaxing on the beach.
A bike rider is doing a wheelie on the grass.
The lady started using the products.
Someone is performing music.
A woman is checking her cellphone.