Lying on the grass with your head in someone’s lap is a wonderful thing to do. I recently discovered that many of the neighborhoods around me made it through WWII bombing with relatively limited damage. Their non-central locations spared them from the heaviest raids, and so a lot of the homes near my home are pre-war, which is pretty rare around here. So now I’m excited to go out and try and find some interesting ones to photograph…the trees are exploding into bloom here. Your first spring here is really neat, you goto bed and wake up to another tree you didn’t know was cherry popped white like popcorn. It’s really too beautiful, and if you’re an American reader, you might especially appreciate the little flower’s reminder that there is so much that is poignant and joyous in the birth and death of all things…as apparently our country is turning into some kind of death cult.
The hypercivilized, unimaginably savage Aztecs made war almost tenderly, wielding wooden swords that were edged with bits of obsidian or flint and, in face-to-face combat, endeavoring not to kill their enemies but, commonly by striking at their legs, to disable and capture them. Later, the captives–thousands of them for a rededication of the Great Temple at Tenochtitlan (now Mexico City) in 1478–were led to high platforms, where priests tore out and displayed their still-beating hearts. Peter Schjeldahl – The New Yorker – November, 2004.
But I’m sure that will never happen in America.
Rocky. Hysterical. That is all. I will miss Japan. (edit: more robot dancing fun, wait for the second guy he’s worth it) Awesome article on future-tech textiles. Absolutely gorgeous aerial photos (the cover shot (after you open the Flash site) is in the wallpapers section under ‘Spain’) from Yann Arthus-Bertrand.