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Tag Archives: Fall
The Merry Shopkeepers of Bukchon.
There’s a neighbourhood, in Seoul, called Bukchon. Traditional and small-towny in a city of tens of millions, it’s familiar to Instagrammers worldwide. Bukchon has many charms. There are windy hill roads and villas for which the term leafy has, undoubtedly, been coined. … Continue reading
Posted in Asia, South Korea
Tagged Art, Autumn, Autumn colour, B&W, Bukchon, Bukchon photographer, Fall, Hanok, Hanok village, Individually owned shops, Korea, Maple, People, Photography, project, Seoul, Shops, South Korea, Street art, Street photography, Tradition, Traditional houses, Villas, Woods
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Autumn in the Heath.
If you’re familiar with the idiosyncrasies of English society, you’ll undoubtedly have encountered the odd phenomenon that, every time a major football tournament pops up, grips the entire nation. Chanting “Football’s coming home”, the entire England – from Hadrian’s Wall … Continue reading
Before I move on: fragments of Kyoto.
New Year’s Eve, at the office, is a quiet one. For a starter, only half of the people who usually crowd the open space actually bothers to turn up, giving the place a library-like atmosphere which, personally, I like a … Continue reading
Posted in Asia, Japan, Odd ones out, Random memories
Tagged Asia, Autumn, Buddha, Chion, Fall, Japan, Kyoto, Maple leaf, Nanzen, Nanzen-ji Temple, Pagoda, Pavilion, Shintō, Shoren, Tenryu
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A rowing regatta
The stretch of the Po river that flows past the city of Turin, in Northwest Italy, is normally quiet: a few rowers, two boats doing a sort of public shuttle service, countless ducks and swans. This weekend, though, things were … Continue reading
