Forested scapes

Today I met some folks at my wonderful hostel in Nagasaki and we tromped through the temples lining the mountains in the city. I’ve never seen anything like it– the graves and statues seem more like part of the forest itself than a man-made thing. As if nature is slowly reclaiming the dead. I also almost broke my neck three times slipping on the mossy stone steps, but I lived to tell the tale.

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