There were no frenzied, pyrotechnic laden drum solos with this peaceful percussionist.

However a machine has since replaced him.
Only his hat remains.
Photographs from a small group of islands
There were no frenzied, pyrotechnic laden drum solos with this peaceful percussionist.

However a machine has since replaced him.
Only his hat remains.
Most shrines sell these small wooden tablets, upon which wishes and hopes are written by worshipers; then left behind for the gods to (hopefully) grant.

Personally I asked for the ability to take better pictures, but it appears there must be a backlog…

Needless to say the picture wasn’t taken in Tokyo.
How true it is I don’t know, but it’s often said that a bamboo forest is the safest place to be in an earthquake. Something to do with the tangle of roots perhaps.

Unfortunately the one pictured above is a good two hours from my apartment, meaning that cowering under a worryingly weedy table will have to remain my meagre method of defence.
Here’s a rare bit of beauty on Tokyo Times. And probably for the first time, one that doesn’t come dressed in a bikini.

I think it’s a lily.