In the Hood

Thursday, November 5th, 2009

Todays theme is my own little neighborhood of Kasai.  Kasai is a quiet suburbish hood on the edge of Tokyo.

It still is Tokyo, but as soon as I cross the bridge I am in Chiba prefecture.  The skies were gray as I wandered

the streets on my mountain bike today.  Every so often I would be pulled over with the urge to snap

the little Ricoh camera.  Some lost and found items along with an abstraction that caught my eye.

Just another day in Kasai.

Barbed Wire in My Hood

Undecipherable Map in my Beautiful Neighborhood

Fuzzy Wuzzy Lost in My Hood

Nuts and Keys

Wednesday, November 4th, 2009

From opposite ends of the Kanto region comes todays selections.  The first one is a lone nut that is slowly

rusting into nothingness in Roppongi.  The other are some lost and found keys hung gently on a gate

in Konodai, Chiba.  Both are forever waiting to be found again.  Both want nothing more to be home

and in front of the fireplace.  Wait, wait, waiting….

Nut in Roppongi

The Keys are Lost in Konodai

Rust and Barbwire

Tuesday, November 3rd, 2009

Rust is one of those beautiful processes that the longer something rusts the more

intriguing it becomes.  Barbwire, the twisted sharp bits of metal has always fascinated me since

I was a child.  This dangerous stuff that keeps us separated, and divided.  Found in the upscale

neighborhood of Azabu.

Orangic out of Inorganic

Azabu Barb Wire

Colors on an Cloudy Day

Monday, November 2nd, 2009

The icy finger of nature touched down in Tokyo today.  I longed for the beautiful summery day we had

on Sunday.  It felt like the good weather would never end, but it has.  The skies were gray and the temperture

dropped.  Therefore to cheer myself up I put up some vibrant colors from over the weekend.

Enjoy and let the colors on in!

Blue Wall Ocean

Red Wall Spigot

One Last Festival

Sunday, November 1st, 2009

I awoke to hearing the sounds of a festival drift in though my open windows.  The day was gorgeous. Sunshine filled the sky and warm dry air kept the house cool.  I decided to hop on my mountain bike and track down where the music was coming from.  There are 3 or 4 shrines and temples in the neighborhood and I knew that one of them must be putting on a little festival.

It was happening at a little shrine about 7 minutes away on bike that was packed with people this Sunday afternoon out to get a bite to eat and enjoy the sunshine.  Colder weather is suppose to follow by the middle of the week.  It was a grand time, and I chilled for a minute in the sun.  I am not looking forward to those long winter nights, so I’ve got to enjoy it while I can.

Getting it to Go

Cotton Candy All By It's Self


Candy and Octapus

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