Japan’s trees are flaming up in autumn. Not unlike sakura season, people go to the temples, zen gardens, mountains to gaze at the red maple leaves (momiji).
This color marks a year of my life in Japan.
I did not prepare many materials to write for this post. Instead, I chose to write a free-form Haiku (traditional Japanese poetry) to seal this season.
memory betrays
why does this heart burn for you ?
remind me, red leaves
p.s Momiji season is practically can be enjoyed all over this country, but the best of Japan are: Tofukuji in Kyoto and Miyajima in Hiroshima.
niceeeee
Keren Riee aku jadi inget anime Fruit Basket, ada satu tokoh yang namanya momiji hihihi….
o iyaa merry christmas n Happy new year 2008 to you!!!
Damn…
I didn’t know the trees support Liverpool, too. Heheheheh…
I just found your website – it looks amazing – I think I will enjoy reading through it – I visited Japan on business a year or so ago (maybe 2) – spent a week on my own just wandering in Kyoto – I was so amazed – I want to go back someday – I browse the internet for pics to reminisce – I always notice Japan seems to strike many visitors as intensely as it did me – something mysteriously wonderful going on there – thanks for sharing – K
to Kevin,
I hope you do enjoy reading this. Totally agree, Japan is intense. You were lucky to be in Kyoto, even just for a week and being alone was probably the best way to discover things. Please do come back some day. Cheers.