Wednesday, October 26, 2011

spreading his wings fully

The youngest of my first cousins is well into his second extended trip to Japan. He has taken literally hundreds of pictures of millions of trees. There are also some photos of samurai and buddha statues. And these incredible stone stairs that seem to go on forever.

But it's the trees that get me. (I was born in Oregon and transplanted to the Southern California chaparral where native trees are few and far between. Trees still whisper to me.)

I think the sound of birds calling must be constant. Oh yes, and the lights...

1 comment:

Ms. Moon said...

I can never live where there are no great trees.
Well, either trees or water. For now, it is trees. I am so glad to be able to do so.