I’m always a bit surprised when I hear folks say something along the lines of, “I’d love to find more time for photography,” like photography is an extracurricular activity for which one must set aside dedicated time. I hear tales of sad cameras left forgotten in a closet for months on end, and I just can’t comprehend this.
I’ve seen pictures from the Boardman tree farm before, and I immediately resolved to see it for myself. When I heard it is to be chopped down and replaced with cow farms, I knew I needed to make this beautiful place a priority.
I absolutely love autumn. I love the colors and the smells, the feel of the cooler weather setting in for winter to cleanse us of the past year and blossom anew into spring. This is the perfect time of year to visit a tree farm – when rows upon rows of erect bark stand in stark contrast against the fires of fall. Continue reading
Day 9 was a transitionary day, marking the end of our time in Tokyo and the introduction of a new city.
With a train leaving earlier than the hotel’s restaurant would open, we instead ate our Cup Noodles made the other day, along with some snacks purchased at the convenience store the previous night. It was a measly breakfast compared to the mackerel to which I had grown accustomed, but it served its purpose. Continue reading
If you find yourself in Kyoto, set aside a morning for the Philosopher’s Walk. Best un- (or lowly-) populated, early morning will afford you a quiet path upon which to calmly take in the song of the water and contemplate life’s mysteries. The entire path is a little over a mile and is lined with shops, street vendors, restaurants, and temples. Decorated with hundreds of sakura trees, this area is popular during cherry blossom season and is a great spot for fall color.
In less than four days, we will embark on an epic adventure to parts unknown (to us, anyway). We are making our last-minute notes on where to find the best okonomiyaki and brushing up on our kanji. Yep, while others will be collecting candy and traversing dark haunted houses, we will be en route to the Land of the Rising Sun.
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I wake up at 5am every day (yes, even weekends). This means I always get to see the sunrise, which is a real treat, especially when Waterfront Park is almost completely devoid of all human life, save for the most devout joggers. I am fortunate to work close enough to home to be able to walk every morning, and this is my commute.
I love fall. I always have. While some love the sunshine of summer, the beauty of spring, or the snuggles of winter, my heart lies with autumn. Continue reading