Daily Glimpse 14

July 29, 2009 | Laughing Knees | 1 Comment 

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On such an in­no­cent trail, even there, the spir­its lurk.

Sun­days have al­ways been the time for the dron­ing of a lone air­plane, pass­ing over­head out­side the window.

When I read The Lord of the Rings as a teenager I of­ten walked in the woods and imag­ined the denizens of the books hid­ing be­hind tree trunks and boulders.

Daily Glimpse 13

July 26, 2009 | Laughing Knees | 2 Comments 

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When I lived in Naruto I would go on very long walks. One place that would bring me peace and make me feel less lonely was this quiet na­ture re­serve about 20 min­utes walk from my apartment.

I hardly ever saw any­one in this area. So few peo­ple passed through that the egrets and night herons and grey herons re­laxed and set­tled down here to roost. I would sit for hours lis­ten­ing to their calls at night.

Peo­ple of­ten talk of their se­cret hide­aways when they were kids, but seem to think they are un­nec­es­sary when we get older, but I think such places are even more im­por­tant as adults. They help cen­ter us and soften the harsh­ness of every­day life.

Daily Glimpse 12

July 25, 2009 | Laughing Knees | 6 Comments 

A dif­fer­ent tack, back in the city, into the heart of gods and fate.

I’m not sure how I would feel with all those strangers and tourists tak­ing pic­tures of my wedding…

Dusk fell and the gate guard be­gan in­dus­tri­ously shoo­ing us out.

No mat­ter how many times I turn up at them, many shrines have a way of in­still­ing great peace.

Daily Glimpse 11

July 22, 2009 | Laughing Knees | 2 Comments 

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I be­gan to see spir­its in every nook and cranny.

I was on a ghost walk… but the truth is that it was rain­ing so hard and the air so hu­mid that my lens fogged up at this point. The rest of the trip was tak­ing pic­tures through a mist…

…and though I was ir­ri­tated at first, I be­gan to have fun see­ing every­thing in a dif­fer­ent way.

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