Here’s a rare bit of beauty on Tokyo Times. And probably for the first time, one that doesn’t come dressed in a bikini.

I think it’s a lily.
Photographs from a small group of islands
Here’s a rare bit of beauty on Tokyo Times. And probably for the first time, one that doesn’t come dressed in a bikini.
I think it’s a lily.
In a break from the usual lowbrow stories and occasional images of bikini clad beauties, here’s a picture of a pretty little shrine surrounded by the divergent colours of autumn.
The usual mindless fare of miscreants and the maladjusted will happily return tomorrow.
Calling out to the gods at this shrine it seems can be done conventionally with the relaxing ring of a red bell.
Or alternatively, and somewhat less conventionally, with the considerably less calming call of a cockerel.
The train system in Tokyo is, without a doubt, truly incredible. Similarly undeniable, however, is how incredibly busy said system can be. So while it’s possible to travel pretty much anywhere, the journey might well be a little unpleasant to say the least. But head to the Japanese countryside, and it’s a completely different story. Yes, the trains are often laughably infrequent, but once on board they can be fabulously relaxing.
*Over the last few days while traveling and riding trains like the one above, a site update was causing comments to be rejected. Sorry about that — I had no idea at all. It’s all fixed now though, so comments should work as normal once again.
Whilst millions of people with a Tokyo address do, at least to a certain extent, live in the kind of close-quartered neon-lit landscapes depicted in foreign films and media, countless others lead a rather more relaxing life. The latter being especially true in regards to those living in Hinohara-mura on the metropolis’s western outskirts — the only village in the Japanese capital.
Yet despite being a considerable distance from the city’s downtown area, the residents of this sleepy little settlement are still a part of Tokyo, presumably meaning that they have to put up with all the high prices associated with the capital without any of the benefits. The place doesn’t even have a convenience store for goodness sake.
That said, they do have a nice two-tone tarmac road that is ideal for driving on, or (weather permitting) even walking along.
And should meandering along this road somehow become a little mundane, Hinohara also has a river running through it. The village even employing a local old man to sit on the bank and wave to those foolish enough to have ventured so far in the vain hope of seeing something interesting.
To be fair though, it should also be added that the village is relatively well known for the foodstuff konyakku, which, perhaps rather aptly, is somewhat on the bland side.