Tuesday, 21 May 2013

morning stroll on the bank of the Kamo-river





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  1. billoo21 May 2013 at 19:31

    I love these deep shadows in the grass. They remind me of home. And distance from home.

    Thank you!!

    b.

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    1. Roxana23 May 2013 at 01:56

      yes, the photos of this meadow, just the meadow, reminded me of our meadows here as well - though the figures, in their body shapes and clothes, immediately tell of another place.

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  2. Anonymous21 May 2013 at 20:10

    hello my beautiful friend. ah a pale violet morning walk along the river.what a beautiful way to begin the day. I am a nocturnal person but when I do have an early morning walk it is truly like a baptism into a new day you must feel that way in the Japan that you love.
    thankyou for sharing.
    love and light to you.

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    1. Roxana23 May 2013 at 01:56

      i am a nocturnal person too, but sometimes on traveling i am forced to make exceptions! :-) (and in japan, it was worth doing it :-)

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  3. Anonymous21 May 2013 at 22:47

    schön, dieser ebene weg, so gerade und doch so vielschichtig, vielseitig. auch die natur scheint in ihrer wildheit geordnet. der "lebens"-weg einer japanischen kultur?! sehr beeindruckend! dir liebste grüsse und einen wunderschönen tag - prinzessin! :-) renée, träumend von den wolken blickend...

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    1. Roxana23 May 2013 at 02:00

      jetzt hast du mich Prinzessin genannt und ich erwische mich dabei, wie ich laechle, wie ich etwas fast wie Sonnenlicht ausstrahle :-)

      ich bin so gluecklich, dass Du hier mit mir, auf dem "Lebens-Weg" dieser Kultur, die wir beide so lieb haben, bist, dass Du mich hier begleitest... :-)

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  4. billoo22 May 2013 at 00:16

    The evening trembles and is sad
    A shadow runs across the grass
    And disappears into the darkening pines.

    Carol Duffy (more or less)

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    1. Roxana23 May 2013 at 02:02

      b, i have to find a photo for these lovely lines as well!

      i ran a google search trying to find the entire poem but instead they found a page with haikus by Yosa Buson, don't know why, and one of them was:

      Grasses are misty,
      The waters silent --
      A tranquil evening.

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    2. billoo23 May 2013 at 03:36

      ha! not everything in the world is on google! (er..yet!)

      :-)

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  5. Miriam22 May 2013 at 05:24

    ce straniu,mi se pare ca este aceeasi persoana,ea si inca o data ea,privind acel filigrin din porfir,parca timpul nu ar exista decat ca ea sa vada avand pasii usori...

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    1. Roxana23 May 2013 at 02:03

      ai dreptate, da!!! desi este mai tanara prima, ar fi atunci ea separata de un sine ulterior, in marea de timp :-)

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  6. Cristina31 May 2013 at 05:50

    morning light, nothing resembles it.
    so beautiful...

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