Daily Glimpse 9

Maruyama Rounding Bend

One of the strongest memories I have of childhood in Japan is little paths like this in the mountains, where I spent days catching insects and watching birds.

Maruyama Bright Leaves Dark Trail

Who says plants can’t jump out at you?

Maruyama Rising Forest

As the rain intensified a feeling of foreboding crept into the walk. I felt as if a minor god was watching me.

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