'Our delight in the sunshine on the deep bladed grass today, might be no more than the faint perception of wearied souls, if it were not for the sunshine and the grass in the far-off years, which still live in us and transform our perception into love.'

I hope you have all prepared your Michaelmas bannock and stubble-goose.

Hey guys look it's Kyou-chan.

Portal of Evil

Cheers mate.

'What followed was the story of his life, less in detail than in atmosphere, for the course of events was fog-bound.'

'Lord Emsworth was 'registering' interest - interest which, he perceived from the first instant, would have to be completely simulated; for instinct told him, as Mr Peters began to talk, that he was about to be bored as he had seldom been bored in his life.'

The Information

Wednesday

Turning 48 today, much to my chagrin. But there are compensations. Namely tarts.

'He took a paper packet of matches from a holder on the counter and gave sixpence to the blind. Before the grate lay a tabby cat, stretched out as if dead, but something in its mouth and throat suggesting limitless ferocity.'

Lines, clouds and symbols of Deep Ichikawa

The very edge of Koiwa, Edogawa and Tokyo. More bucolic than you'd think.

THE CHAPEL OF ADORATION

Grüne Grenze

Three years ago today Kinshi mood, one porthole lit

Damp Friday in Deep Shisui

A year ago today

Five years ago today

'Only far outside, at the rim, went on the noise and the destruction. Here at the centre the great wheel was motionless, centred upon itself. Here was a poised, unflawed stillness that was beyond time, because it remained the same, inexhaustible, unchanging, unexhausted.'

(Bill Withers voice intensifies)

'It is the movement in the mind that hurts, and the sight of water in which movement is imperceptible somehow brings the mind's traffic to a stand; and by presenting it with an unruffled likeness of itself, persuades it to peace.'

(Bill Withers voice)

Here Comes Midweek

The Downtown Lights

Beware the shrieking wheeled danger from the rusted past

Sunsunsunday

'As when you hear from below the squeak of the outside gate and though the building is enormous, though hundreds of families live in it and there's a continuous coming and going, nevertheless you know at once when the gate opens that someone is coming for you.'

Visiting my home planets

Back alley izakayas in daylight like vampires.

Santo & Johnny - Lisa (All Alone)

水郷

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bit of sidewalk with a plausible Ireland & a plausible Iceland

Videoland

clouds regarding their reflections on the water

Amadou Balaké et l'Orchestre Super Volta - Sali

The Roches - Losing True

Gentle night on Suzuran

楓

Once again enraptured by the inner life of Proust on the razzle.

'And I rather pitied all the diners because I felt that for them the round tables were not planets and that they had not cut through the scheme of things in such a way as to be delivered from the bondage of habitual appearances and enabled to perceive analogies.'

'At last she jumped, because they had spread the safety net, you know, underneath. She jumped, but she lost her voice.' 'Partly fear, partly the smoke,' said my mother. 'Now, however,' said Aunt Ottavia, 'she has consoled herself and married a dentist.'

'I wait for you to speak and then speak like you. I am drawn here across London to a particular spot, to a particular place, not to see you or you or you, but to light my fire at the general blaze of you who live wholly, indivisibly and without caring.'

A year ago today Strange atmospheric conditions over Edogawa and its fleeting Fuji

Six years ago today Meditations

Nine years ago today Nyanko shadow, orange awning

'Only a few wild sheep live here; a few shaggy ponies; yet we are provided with every comfort; with tables to hold our newspapers, with rings to hold our tumblers. We come carrying these appliances with us over the top of the moor. Now we are on the summit. Silence will close behind us.'

Umi-Shibaura Station, Yokohama Two years ago today