With the stormy weather the past few days, I wanted to see what effects Spring's bluster had wrought on my beloved Japanese gardens in Fort Worth. That chaos, of course, only brought out more of its beauty. Come with me on my journey to the Japans. (Click on photos to get the true detail)
The pathway to inner beauty
Sanctuary
The hidden path
Refugees from the storm
A solitary refugee
Look closely to see another lonely refugee
A place to live forever
The poetry of a single floating leaf
says more than all the words of man
Twice a year a festival is held - in the Spring and in the Fall - to celebrate Japanese culture. There is dancing, drums, martial arts, sword cutting, bonsai, origami and the beauty of the season.
Spring festival performers
An explosion of life
Stone crosswalk
A view to serenity
Still waters run deep
In Japan they speak of the Eightfold Fence - a place where one truly resides behind all the pretense and ceremony of daily life. Whether happy or sad, one gives the same answers, allowing for a privacy not to be touched. If inquired of what one is doing, simply reply, "Have you ever watched a rock grow?"
On a rainy day in December, I took my Eightfold Fence to the gardens, and I walked the ancient lands of Japan, remembering the winds of destiny.
Flowing water of life
Zen rock garden
Rain soaked bridge
Samurai's pathway to the castle
Tea ceremonies are performed here during festivals.
Today, a cold rainy outpost
Moody reflections
My favorite of all: Harmony
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Thank you for joining me on my journey.
To visit Japan is to visit a dream.
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Comments
Wordsmith, I envy you and your festival times :)
very nice
so many places I'd rather be today instead of where I am...
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Barry, I would LOVE to see your photos. High praise indeed coming from you.
Waking, know exactly what you mean.
VR, always happy to find a fellow gardens fan.
Mrs M, battery died and cost me at least one other great pic. Arrgh!
OGMOV (Oh Great Mother Of Verbal), I didn't want to leave either.