Wondering around Yokohama taking in the beautiful scenery of autumn with my Sony A7II camera and a variety of 50mm lenses. I get a feeling of divine contentment just drifting around, putting one foot in front of the other looking for something of interest to photograph.
Mother nature never gets old.
Some people just have to be the center of attention and will do anything to get an audience. What is not shone because of the crowd is that he's also on a unicycle.
The autumn leaves twist in the wind and eventually fall to the ground.
The simple pleasure of sitting on a park bench and watching the world go by.
A visit to Yokohama park. The park is small but filled with a variety of nice trees.
If I had the talent to paint this is the sort of thing I would paint.
Life goes on.
The boulevard of gold is a world in itself.
Passing through is a shared experience. We look at the trees, we look at each other; strangers become friends without speaking a word, joined by the beauty of mother nature.
Some people wonder why I spend so much time in Yokohama. When I walk down these avenues I wonder why anyone wouldn't want to spend a lot of time here.
"Love is touch, touch is love"
-- John Lennon
There is a heart shaped puddle in Yamashita park.
Crossing the finish line over and over again. Such is the life of the runner.
Runners are everywhere; they press on regardless of life's unintended interferences.
Another day, another tree.
Back in Yokohama Park for a touch of red color.
I believe that this is a Chinese maple tree, but I could be wrong.
There is a small pond in the park occupied by turtles and ducks.
Pigeons hovering on a tree branch waiting for someone to toss some bread crumbs.
By the end of the week these yellow leaves will be gone. That's how things work around here.
The wait is over for the pigeons; the bread crumb lady has arrived.
With her work done she quietly moves on leaving her winged friends in a feeding frenzy.
A parting shot before moving on myself.
Nihon Odori has been blocked off for a soap box derby race.
Go speed racer, go!
I thought that kids were supposed to make their own race cars. This is more like the Le Mans Grand Prix of soap box racing.
It's all about gravety and friction.
Kids will be kids - thank goodness.
The statue honoring the humble newspaper delivery boy.
When the window is more interesting than the view, take a picture of the window.
On the waterfront.
The waters are calm today.
Time for a selfie in the park.
The pair look. Couples that dress in identical clothes. Often complimented, rarely emulated. So much for the pair look.
The bird man of Yamashita park.
Time to get on the train and head home for the day.
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