I hope you don’t mind sharp angles, because I’ve got a lot of them in this post…
I’m the kind of person who likes to find patterns and trends. I like to observe and analyse in hopes of finding order and logical reasons. Browsing through my collection of door photos the other day, I noticed a few doors that had diagonals in their design, so I figured I ought to put them together in a post. I will present the photos in chronological order of when I acquired them. Continue reading
One of my most distinct memories of Japan (of which there are many) is standing in the above ground train stations – in Kyoto and Hiroshima and maybe a couple of other places, but I don’t remember exactly – and noticing all the little birds flying around. Finches or sparrows or something – I’m not really sure, but they were tiny little things, and flew about energetically and ceaselessly. I was in awe at the presence of so much birdlife in the middle of these big cities. Continue reading
At the start of the year, an old high school friend came to visit, so we went on a random road trip with a couple of other friends. There wasn’t really a plan – maybe just a rough idea of a couple of places we wanted to visit – but it all worked out well, and we went to some interesting places. It also meant I could tick off another item from my perpetually in-progress To Do List (i.e. go on an impromptu road trip) Continue reading
I know, I know, it’s been a while since my last Thursday Doors post, hasn’t it? I have no idea how that happened. In the meanwhile, I’ve still been looking for doors, still been keeping an eye out for interesting finds, still been browsing other TD posts by regular participants.
It was only last week I thought to check how long it’s been since my last TD post, and realised it’s been several months… Continue reading
I started learning Japanese when I was in grade five. It was easy to tell that our teacher, Mr M., was rather passionate not only about the Japanese language but also about Japanese culture and everything else to do with Japan. He’d often teach us random tidbits of information that weren’t necessarily relevant/important to us learning the language. (But I suppose you could argue that fostering an interest in Japanese culture would help keep us motivated and enthusiastic about learning the words.)
When I walk to and from my usual bus station, I pass through suburban streets, and pass under the freeway/busway. Here is a photo of the portion of the walk that is sheltered by the freeway/busway: