In spite of the cloudy weather
today, Eiko and I went to Shinjuku Gyoen
on foot. A 25 minutes-walk to spend some calories. Obviously, my new haircut and
the fact that I lost half a kilo of hair expose that my face has gotten larger
than it used to be a few months back. Lack of exercise, nice dinners prepared by
Eiko everynight and some sweets from time to time sort of ruined the athletic shape
of mine (ahem...).
The autumn and the recent typhoons didn't leave much of the colors of the park, as we remembered it in Spring for the "Green Day" (Midori no Hi), so I had to look at details to find some potential pictures to take.
I am
actually glad I did, because you tend to miss those wonderful little things when
you look at the big picture. The colours of Autumn suddenly
popped in front of me: a natural arrangement of branches and freshly fallen leaves
there, maple trees in the shade, Autumn speaks in a subtle but beautiful
language.
Going to Shinjuku Gyoen is everytime a new experience, the garden reveals its wonders little by little, as if it was trying to captivate the visitors and invite them to come again. It is quite successful in my case.
