Twilight near Hoehyeon Station. Central Seoul. |
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Monday, December 31, 2012
Monday, December 24, 2012
Christmastime
Christmas tree in lobby of Millennium Seoul Hilton Hotel. |
Swinging Santa. |
Millennium Seoul Hilton Christmas train scenery. |
Christmas train. |
Nativity scene. |
N Seoul Tower from entrance to Millennium Seoul Hilton. |
Christmas tree at Seoul Plaza. |
Ice skating rink at Seoul Plaza with City Hall in the left background. |
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Winter's Chill
The chill of winter settling in over the Korean peninsula can at times bring on a yearning for the warmer days of summer.
Women sit and visit. Seoul Iris Garden near Dobongsan Station. North Seoul. |
Women and pink parasol. |
Observing dragonfly on woman's hand. Seoul Iris Garden. |
Feeding fish. Namsangol Hanok Village. Seoul. |
Rental bikes and young woman on periphery of Yeouido Park near Han River. Central Seoul. |
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Hwagyesa Temple
Iljumun Gate at entrance to temple grounds. Gangbuk-gu, Seoul. |
Hwagyesa Temple. |
On temple grounds. |
The temple on a late autumn, Sunday afternoon. |
Bronze bell. |
Intricate eaves of Hwagyesa. |
Buddhist prayer beads. |
Icons. |
Temple grounds stream. |
Fallen leaves. |
Leaving temple grounds through Iljumun Gate. |
Sunday, December 9, 2012
A Grand Lady Passes
This morning, we were saddened to learn of the passing of a dear, beloved aunt. She possessed an unsurpassable elegance and abundant grace. She brightened any room she entered. Although she would surely scoff at such a notion, I always thought her arrival at a gathering should have been heralded by trumpets. Something good was about to happen.
She was noble and dignified, and yet, at the same time, humble and unassuming. Her dry wit was uncanny and spot-on. She was a master of the gentle ribbing followed by a flash of smile and a wink of the eye. I found her and her delightful mannerisms deeply endearing.
As John Donne noted long ago, any death diminishes us all. I'd probably add, some more so than others.
She was noble and dignified, and yet, at the same time, humble and unassuming. Her dry wit was uncanny and spot-on. She was a master of the gentle ribbing followed by a flash of smile and a wink of the eye. I found her and her delightful mannerisms deeply endearing.
As John Donne noted long ago, any death diminishes us all. I'd probably add, some more so than others.
Friday, December 7, 2012
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
First Snow
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
Forget-Me-Not
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