So here are the dried oranges from a few posts back. Easy peasy.
10 more days to go!! May The Last Minute Shopping Forces be with you and curses to all those who are finished already!
On one of my very first posts on S.P., back in July, I posted a YouTube video as it related to my trip to Japan. I am posting it here again for Christmas being that it is one of my all time favourite pieces of music. It’s called “Merry Christmas, Mr. Lawrence” from the movie of the same name starring David Bowie. I can’t tell you how beautiful this is- you MUST give it a listen. I could have just downloaded the music, but I prefer to include the video of Ryuichi Sakamoto’s live performance as it is SO passionate. BTW, can I have hair like that in my next life? In fact, while we’re at it, I’d like to play the piano like that too. Hey- it’s Christmas- one can dream…
I just returned from two weeks in Japan. Of all the beautiful places we visited, the most exquisite was this bamboo forest located in the Sagano district of Kyoto. If you go to Japan you must go there- unfortunately no one tells you this! Not the hotel concierges, not the general public, nor did I see it mentioned in any of the books or articles I read before going. I knew of it only from having seen a photo recently while researching a garden project. If I’d had Ryuichi Sakamoto playing in my headset, I would have had to be scraped off the ground- just a little weeping puddle of Perfect Moment. A sinuous drive winds it’s way through the forest like a dream sequence in which Ken Watanabe awaits you with a cloak fashioned entirely of baby bamboo leaves, lighter than butterfly breath (OK, maybe that’s just for me). In reality, the drive leads to the most stunning example of Japanese architecture; a villa nestled on the south side of Mount Ogura, rather incredibly, open to the public. The home, surrounded by gnarled pines, cherry trees and heart-stopping moss gardens, was built over a 30 year period by the famous Japanese silent film actor Okochi Denjiro (1898-1962). Denjiro was a deep admirer of Zen philosophy and it is evident in every facet of the villa and garden. I haven’t been this moved by landscape since my very first visit to Oak Alley. Another post. Please go. And leave me to Ken.