Buh-bye giant pink balls of aesthetically pleasing fluff, it was fun while it lasted!
The first and last two pictures are of my new favourite temple, a strangely Mediterranean/Picasso-esque/Modernist little structure, hidden in the byways of Azabu. The temple itself is covered in a colourful mosaic, offset by the stark whitness of the walls and the pebbled path leading up to it. In the sunlight the general effect is of an almost blinding purity, tempered by the large sakura tree which shelters the nearby graveyard.
Amazing how even in the busiest parts of this metropolis, you can find a small oasis of peace.
