With Tokyo’s appearance constantly changing, as buildings are unceremoniously ripped down and others rebuilt, the clichéd cry — at least in my native northern Britain — of, ‘it was all fields round here when I were a lad’, is really rather apt.
However, at least as far as this pensioner is concerned, it’s possibly quite the opposite, as the place wasn’t a field but a factory, and one that was ferociously bombed into a fiery inferno.
Which, it has to be said, is a considerable contrast to contemplate.
Hachi says
I absolutely love this picture, as pretty much anything of your really ^ ^. It looks so lonely and contemplative. And i like the light colored grass surrounding the person in contrast with the out-of-focus dark trees. Ah,.. there are just so many things that could be said
Lee says
Thanks Hachi, glad you like it.
I was pleasantly surprised how it turned out, especially considering the history of the place. Lucky with light/grass colouring too.