An old lady, outside her old home, in an old part of Tokyo.
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Lindasays
I adore everything about her outfit. I’ve probably said it before but – my greatest regret in life is that I’m not going to be an old Japanese lady when I get old. They do it right.
Is this in Yanaka, by the way? I have a photo that looks like a bit of that wall, except there’s a bunch of potted plants in front.
thanks! just sent it via your contact form. kind of too long a story to ask here… thanks for any help you can give.
Dan Waldhoffsays
About 30 years ago I had a neighbor of similar age and stature. As I went to work each day she gave me a smiling greeting, asking “O dekake desku ka?” I didn’t appreciate the meaning of the greeting, just a friendly aisatus, but I did appreciate that she was up and there and willing to talk to me, even taking an interest in my comings and goings. She became a nice way to start my work day.
Yeah, those little interactions can be very nice, can’t they? When I first moved here, a shopkeeper nearby always used to offer a nice friendly “Okaeri” when I was heading back home. On days when he wasn’t there, I missed it.
Haha, quite a different one eh? And yeah, she is a sweet old lady. Seen her a few times and she has always been quick to smile and say hello, so thought it’d be nice to get a photo of her.
A lovely photograph.
There is a similar old lady I see in my village each morning when I go for a walk – she always has a bright and cheerful greeting for me an a brief exchange about the weather. It will be a sad day when I don’t hear the clicking of her stick two or three times a day as she passes by my open window. It’s the natural way of things, but it’s like a light being turned out unexpectedly when one of the colourful and cheerful old folk of the village disappear.
Yeah, all too easy to take such interactions for granted, isn’t it? Instead it’s important to enjoy and appreciate them, as they sadly won’t be there to experience forever…
Linda says
I adore everything about her outfit. I’ve probably said it before but – my greatest regret in life is that I’m not going to be an old Japanese lady when I get old. They do it right.
Is this in Yanaka, by the way? I have a photo that looks like a bit of that wall, except there’s a bunch of potted plants in front.
Lee says
I could probably say exactly the same thing about some of the old fellas here.
Nah, this was in Hikifune. It’s an area not that dissimilar to Yanaka though.
Linda says
I guess they all shop at the same place to buy sheets of fake wood grained and corrugated plastic to cover up their windows.
Linda says
Hey, it occurs to me – I am researching something about Tokyo and you would be the perfect person to ask a question I have. Could I email you?
Lee says
Yes, of course you can. Happy to answer any questions I can.
Linda says
thanks! just sent it via your contact form. kind of too long a story to ask here… thanks for any help you can give.
Dan Waldhoff says
About 30 years ago I had a neighbor of similar age and stature. As I went to work each day she gave me a smiling greeting, asking “O dekake desku ka?” I didn’t appreciate the meaning of the greeting, just a friendly aisatus, but I did appreciate that she was up and there and willing to talk to me, even taking an interest in my comings and goings. She became a nice way to start my work day.
Lee says
Yeah, those little interactions can be very nice, can’t they? When I first moved here, a shopkeeper nearby always used to offer a nice friendly “Okaeri” when I was heading back home. On days when he wasn’t there, I missed it.
Al says
I enjoy commenting about the looks you so often get but I really do love this! She looks so sweet! 🙂
Lee says
Haha, quite a different one eh? And yeah, she is a sweet old lady. Seen her a few times and she has always been quick to smile and say hello, so thought it’d be nice to get a photo of her.
Linda says
Beautiful photo! What a lovely lady!
Lee says
Thanks! Yeah, she seems really nice. She always nods and smiles when I pass.
cdilla says
A lovely photograph.
There is a similar old lady I see in my village each morning when I go for a walk – she always has a bright and cheerful greeting for me an a brief exchange about the weather. It will be a sad day when I don’t hear the clicking of her stick two or three times a day as she passes by my open window. It’s the natural way of things, but it’s like a light being turned out unexpectedly when one of the colourful and cheerful old folk of the village disappear.
Lee says
Cheers.
Yeah, all too easy to take such interactions for granted, isn’t it? Instead it’s important to enjoy and appreciate them, as they sadly won’t be there to experience forever…