Today Nils posted a recording of the frogs in the rice paddy behind his place. It's sure to bring back memories of Japan for anyone who used to live near a rice paddy (although they'll be bad memories for those whose bedroom window faced said paddy).

Outside the gates of the forsaken and forlorn dorm of my previous post, I noticed this stand of housing magazines, and couldn't help but appreciate the wit of its title, nor its inescapable appropriateness for the location. The magazine's name in Japanese is オウチ, which is a polite way to say "home." It's a three-syllable word (oh, eww, chi), but when romanize (written with roman letters, like English) it becomes Ouchi, which looks just like "Ouch!" except for the location of the dot at the end (! vs. i). Very witty.

Considering the common penniless student looking for a place [...]

As I wrote in January, one of the most forsaken places I've ever seen is Kyoto University's Kumano Dorm (京都大学の熊野寮). It's right here in the city, but once you enter the grounds, it feels as if you're visiting the long-abandoned remains of a war-ravaged society. Wandering the grounds, only the word "forsaken" seems to do justice to the ambiance. It's otherworldly eerie.

Since my visit last fall when I took these pictures, I've learned a bit about why it is the way it is from my friend Shimada-san. During the student unrest common around the world in the late 60s [...]

One lovely side-effect of using Adobe Lightroom as the hub of my image workflow is that I now have all the shots I've loaded into it available at my fingertips (which at this point is everything since last summer, currently about 12,500 images that have survived the delete key).

I came across the wonderful photo set from when Nils and I visited some temples last fall, and realized that I hadn't posted many of them. At the time, I did post a bunch of fall-foliage desktops, and a few about our visit to Konpukuji Temple, as well as one post [...]

That's Mt. Furano and a host of other peaks, 15 miles in the distance. The view from our 8th-floor hotel room on our trip to Hokkaido was wonderful. We stayed at the New Furano Prince Hotel, which is not to be confused with the non-new one some distance away.

As I mentioned in a post the other day, I love how low-angle shots like these really compress distance, especially all the tracts of farmland in the foreground.

As for the hills, the near edge of the hills in the shot above are 4 miles away, but the dark square patch [...]